JUNKFOODCINEMAS PRESENTS
SO BAD IT'S GOOD JUNK: PART 2
Catwoman (2004) dir. Pitof
Jason X (2001) dir. James Isaac
Halloween: Resurrection (2002) dir. Rick Rosenthal
New York Ninja (2021*) dir. John Liu, Kurtis M. Spieler
The Wicker Man (2006) dir. Neil LaBute
Undefeatable (1993) dir. Godfrey Hall
Hard Ticket to Hawaii (1987) dir. Andy Sidaris
Maximum Overdrive (1986) dir. Stephen King
Mortal Kombat: Annihilation (1997) dir. John R. Leonetti
Suburban Commando (1991) dir. Burt Kennedy
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All I'm thinking about now is a Rhett and Bob threesome...
Rhett is seated deeply inside of you--so deeply that your body's reaction is to push you up non your tip toes and bend at the hips, face tilted towards the ceiling in the bedroom.
"y'good, darlin'?" Rhett grunts through grit teeth, fingers digging into the bend of your hips.
nodding silently, you just blindly reach forward until your hands find purchase on Bob's thighs.
he's sitting on the edge of the bed, watching Rhett take you from behind, his throat warm with desire.
"s'not too much, is it?" Rhett asks, experimentally rolling his hips and shivering when you push back against him like the good girl you are. "fuck."
he starts to roll his hips forward again, just barely pulling out of you before moving back into you. God, you're fucking wet. just from kissing Bob, just from letting Rhett lick your cunt, just from the sheer prospect of having both of them.
Bob's mouth is dry with desire the moment Rhett finds a good pace, his hair falling in front of his eyes as he begins to steadily thrust into you. the sounds you're making right now--god, they're fucking perfect. they're sweet and wanting and making his cock throb.
"god, you look fucking pretty," Bob tells you. without further ado, he cups your cheek with one hand as he slowly strokes himself with the other, pressing his thumb against your bottom lip. "look so pretty when he's fucking you, honey."
a ditzy, lazy smile tugs at your lips.
"only you are so polite during a threesome," you whisper to him.
and before Bob can respond, you're leaning into him, pressing your mouth against his. your soft lips coax his apart and then god, your tongue is in his mouth and you taste like white wine and honey and he's absolutely dizzy right now.
Rhett groans from behind you, cursing softly when your walls hug him tighter.
"fuck, Bob," he mutters. "keep kissin' her. she fuckin' loves it."
and then you're moaning against Bob's lips, reaching down and moving his hand out of the way so you can languidly stroke his cock a few times.
Bob whimpers and in unison, you and Rhett groan.
"how's that?" you pant to Bob, stroking his cock just right, thumbing all that precum and doing him the way you know he likes. "that good, Bobby?"
he nods against your lips, breath caught between his teeth.
"yeah," he mutters. "god, yeah--yeah, that's so fucking good, honey."
"oh, fuck, Rhett," you very after a particularly deep thrust. "that's so fucking good."
without a word about it, Rhett releases your right hip and moves between your legs, rubbing tight and precise circles around your clit until your legs are almost buckling.
"don't stop," Rhett encourages, picking up his face. "I wanna all cum at the same time now, alright?"
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Now that I’m thinking about it…. And because of a Tumblr post, I feel like when Megs was under the influence of Dark Energon, there was definitely more room for horror ideas and pure terrifying Eldritch Body Horror…. But also knowing about the Shadow face Megs… OH! OHOHO! Dark Energon/Blood seeping from her Face!, crystal growing of his back whenever possessed Scaling walls, randomly getting bigger on occasion before going back her normal size… GROTESQUE SHAPESHIFTING!!!
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