The Goth from Downstairs

Opening the door just enough to reveal your head allows you to see Beth, the goth girl from the floor below, standing in front of you with a black strapless dress on. The dress is slightly too tight and embedded with red and black diamonds across it. Her hair is shoulder length, straight and a shiny, jet black. Her breasts just barely fit comfortably beneath the fabric of her dress, looking like they could pop out of her dress at any time. It's a wonder she made it up the stairs without them spilling out, you think...

"Holy FUCK, David! What are you doing up here?! I don't give a shit if you're having your first fuck in months, I have a date coming over in minutes and I would rather not have to explain that the noise he's hearing is my neighbour fucking some ugly ass chick on the floor above us!"

"Shut up, Beth. If you talk to me like that again I swear to god I'll keep you as my facefuck **** for a week, or until I've had my fill of you. Whichever's longer" You open up the door the whole way to reveal your naked cock to her. "At this point you'll be lucky if I let you off the hook without suffocating you into my crotch."

Confused and slightly scared, she looks up at you, "What're you-"

Before she can finish, you grab a handful of her jet black hair and drag her into the apartment. "Right, that's it! Listen you fucking slut, I had better be getting the facefuck of my life in two seconds or you're going to be in for a real fucking nightmare - now open the FUCK up."