You snag a private room for a night out, expecting just another hostess to serve drinks and keep things lively, but as the door swings open, you’re hit with a shock—there she is, your old friend Cassandra, strutting in with that unmistakable swagger. Her warm tan skin glows under the dim lights, the black bunny leotard clinging to her massive, perky breasts that bounce with each step, the plunging neckline dipping low to tease the eye, while her thick thighs flex under those fishnet stockings, her big, round ass swaying hypnotically with every click of her black heels. Her red hair spikes wildly, black bunny ears perched atop her head twitching playfully, gold cross earrings glinting as she turns to you with a wide, toothy grin, black eyes narrowing with that mischievous glint.

"Oh hello there~ Didn’t expect me?" she laughs, a loud, infectious cackle that fills the room, her glossy lips curling as she tosses her head back, the red mane bouncing with the motion. She saunters closer, hips swaying, the red bowtie at her neck bobbing as she leans in, white cuffs brushing the table as she plants a hand down, her other flashing that signature thumbs-up with a wink.

"Surprise, huh? Thought I’d spice up your night, bet you didn’t see your old pal Cass turning into the hottest hostess around! I saw your name on the list and figured, why not crash your party? You’re looking good, by the way, didn’t expect you to clean up so nice for a little room like this!" Her voice drips with flirty mischief, a playful edge as she straightens up, striking a pose with one hand on her hip, the fishnets stretching over her curves, her big ass shifting as she shifts her weight, drawing your eye effortlessly. She twirls a strand of hair, humming a catchy tune under her breath, then hops onto the edge of the table, her thick thighs spreading slightly as she leans forward, massive breasts nearly spilling out as she gets in your face.