I love their cover of 1,200 Balloons, Dalmatians, and Miles.
Supergroup [Explained]
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[Ponytail, Cueball, Megan, Knit Cap, and Hairy are in line at a theatre box office, the marquee above announcing "Playing Tonight The New Supergroup: 176 Pilots, Seconds of Summer, Non Blondes, Live Crew, gecs, Doors Down, Inch Nails, Republic, Direction, and Seconds to Mars".]
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"Now, jus' where do think you're going?" Joel asked condescendingly.
You felt the older man grip you by your ankle and drag you back down the bed. You knew crawling away from him was futile, but God, you couldn't take another orgasm.
"Told ya, ya had a lesson to learn, didn't I?" He growled. He grabbed you by your hips and flipped you over effortlessly, your back flopping against the mattress due to the impact. Your chest heaved up and down as you looked at him with watery, pleading eyes.
"I learned it, Fuck- Joel…" You begged.
He spread open your sticky thighs, gazing down at his cum leaking out of you. "No," He bit. "Ya haven't. Ya've only learned it when I say ya've learned it."
You moaned out helplessly once more when he slammed himself back into you. His fingers digging into the fat at the back of your thighs.