Cha Hae x Solo Leveling 52P
Added 2025-06-09 18:01:34 +0000 UTCThe casino lights flickered as Cha Hae, the playboy bunny, strutted between blackjack tables, her black leotard clinging to every curve. Her blonde hair bounced with each step, pink eyes locking onto a towering black man leaning against the roulette wheel. His gaze burned with hunger, fingers drumming impatiently on the green felt.
“Lucky number tonight, sir?” she purred, hips swaying as she stopped before him.
“Depends,” he rumbled, hand sliding up her pantyhose-clad thigh. “You paying out?”
She bit her lip, feeling his thick cock already straining against his slacks. “Only for high rollers.”
With a growl, he yanked her behind a velvet curtain, his mouth crashing onto hers. Cha moaned as his tongue invaded, his hands ripping her leotard down to expose perky tits. “Fuck, you’re eager,” she gasped, grinding against the bulge in his pants.
“Ain’t here to talk.” He spun her around, bending her over the roulette table. The cold felt against her cheeks made her shiver, but the heat of his cock pressing against her soaked pussy through the pantyhose had her dripping. “Tear it,” she demanded.
A sharp rrrip echoed as he shredded her hose, his thick tip prodding her entrance. “Damn, bunny… tight.” He slammed in, balls-deep, drawing a scream from Cha. Her nails clawed the table as he pistoned into her, each thrust making her tits bounce wildly. “Y-Yes! Fucking wreck me!” she cried, the roulette wheel spinning wildly from their impact.
His hands gripped her hips, pulling her back onto his cock with animalistic grunts. “Take it—hnng—all!” The slap of skin filled the hidden alcove, Cha’s moans rising with every brutal stroke. She could feel him swelling, her pussy clamping down as pleasure coiled tight. “Cumming—!”
“Not yet.” He flipped her onto the table, her legs hooked over his shoulders as he drilled into her dripping cunt. “Gonna make you scream.” And scream she did, her back arching as he pounded her into oblivion, the casino’s chimes drowned out by their filthy, wet slaps.
“F-Fill me!” she begged, and with a roar, he did, hot ropes painting her walls as she came hard, her body convulsing around him.
Breathless, Cha smirked up at him. “Guess… the house always wins.”
