Turn it up & rock it out

I’d turn Let’s Groove up

How about Honeysuckle Blue by Jason Isbell and the 400 Unit

I love this band live and both Jason and Sadler shred during this version.

 
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Carly Simon, with Mick Jagger, back vocals

Son of a gun, she said, watching him as he carried the large mirror, naked, into the bedroom and propped it against the wall.

He pulled her off the bed and onto the floor, then pulled off her panties.

You’re so vain, she teased, their eyes meeting each other’s in the glass reflection, just before his hand reached for her breast.


 

For those mornings you wake up just wanting to to take a freight train all the way to Georgia
 

Probably not supposed to post two in a row, but if you miss the freight train there is another train leaving at midnight.
 
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The Kinks: The Way Love Used to Be

They sat on the back porch, the turntable playing side one.

They spoke of poetry, lost with time.

They spoke the way love used to be.

She took his hand, placed it on her bare thigh.

His finger, tracing her flesh, inched higher with each full turn.


 
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Led Zeppelin: When the Levee Breaks

She lowered the needle onto Led Zeppelin IV, deciding to go with what already was on the turntable.

Misty Mountain Hop starting, she climbed onto the stair-stepper. She watched in the mirror as he settled on the couch, phone in hand, directly behind her. She smiled, and stepped.

Four Sticks in, she glanced at the mirror and caught him looking at her ass, clad in black yoga pants that she topped with his waffle knit crew. He looked back down at his phone, his other hand lazily rubbing his cock.

Going to California, she looked again. He was staring at her ass, his stroke steady on his exposed hard cock. His phone was face down on the couch.

She changed her pace, fully aware of her ass, and felt her own twinge of pleasure.

When the Levee Breaks, she watched delighted, his rhythmic stroke on the steady beat of the kick drum. His breathing was as heavy as the song. Her breathing labored from exercise, her pussy ached from pleasure.

She watched his release as Plant sang of goin’ down, goin’ down, goin’ down.

She smiled. She would request that a little later.


 
dirty abcs, band edition (continued)

Led Zeppelin: When the Levee Breaks

She lowered the needle onto Led Zeppelin IV, deciding to go with what already was on the turntable.

Misty Mountain Hop starting, she climbed onto the stair-stepper. She watched in the mirror as he settled on the couch, phone in hand, directly behind her. She smiled, and stepped.

Four Sticks in, she glanced at the mirror and caught him looking at her ass, clad in black yoga pants that she topped with his waffle knit crew. He looked back down at his phone, his other hand lazily rubbing his cock.

Going to California, she looked again. He was staring at her ass, his stroke steady on his exposed hard cock. His phone was face down on the couch.

She changed her pace, fully aware of her ass, and felt her own twinge of pleasure.

When the Levee Breaks, she watched delighted, his rhythmic stroke on the steady beat of the kick drum. His breathing was as heavy as the song. Her breathing labored from exercise, her pussy ached from pleasure.

She watched his release as Plant sang of goin’ down, goin’ down, goin’ down.

She smiled. She would request that a little later.


Hey , wake up , this is my encor , to wake up 🤘🏴‍☠️🎸



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