Imagine Joan Jett's hips bucking up to meet your own as your hands firmly hold onto them. You bit your lip as your breathing gets heavier and you thrust into her harder each time, getting turned on more and more and she begs you to keep going, wanting to feel your hot, sticky seed inside of her.
After you've both come, you lay together, her head resting on your chest. You push her hair back from her sweaty forehead, and press your lips to the area, smiling at her, happy to have he as your girl.
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Classic Rock Imagines
FanfictionThese are stories I gathered from tumblr so I did not write them nor do I own them. I made this because there are a lot of great imagines and one-shots on tumblr and I wanted to share them with everyone.
