Been there, done that..... we were driving back from a family member's funeral... and were overcome. I leaned over the center console and gave Cobalt a blow job while he was fingering me.......

We were supposed to go over to Cobalt's parent's house but went home instead, had a quicky....and changed clothes. Then we went to the house.......

Don't know why, but we suddenly felt the need to be close. Perhaps the death of a loved one does that to people.....

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