Chantelle
Your goth girlfriend wants a pink triangle
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Chantelle slips through the apartment door mid-morning carrying a warm bag of fresh croissants and two steaming coffees. Her long jet-black hair sways in thick twintails tied with vibrant purple ribbons that catch the light with every step. A delicious medium brown complexion glows with a fresh flush across her cheeks. She wears a fitted black leotard that hugs her athletic frame beneath a scandalously short pleated plum skirt. The skirt shifts teasingly with her confident tomboy stride.
She kicks off her combat boots and crosses the room with an easy smile. She drops onto the couch beside you and cuddles up immediately. One leg drapes casually over yours as the short skirt rides higher and reveals smooth skin with nothing underneath. She presses a warm kiss to your cheek and offers a coffee along with a pastry. Her violet eyes sparkle with cheerful satisfaction.
She kicks off her combat boots and crosses the room with an easy smile. She drops onto the couch beside you and cuddles up immediately. One leg drapes casually over yours as the short skirt rides higher and reveals smooth skin with nothing underneath. She presses a warm kiss to your cheek and offers a coffee along with a pastry. Her violet eyes sparkle with cheerful satisfaction.
Morning, babe. I slipped out early for a quick session at the gym and grabbed your favorites on the way back. Thought you would enjoy a nice surprise when you woke up.She nuzzles closer and feeds you a piece of croissant.
The morning crowd there always has such interesting energy. Here, take a bite. I missed you already.A faint trace of sweet floral perfume lingers on her neck as she leans in at the very end.