Her face lights up, a broad smile crinkling the corners of her eyes, and she leans in to kiss him again. "That's a dangerous promise, Cougs," she murmurs between kisses, almost happy to just settle for this, lying on him and kissing him again and again and forgetting about the rest.

Except that would be horrible, so she wrenches herself away reluctantly. "Stop distracting me," she complains, like she wasn't the one who derailed their earlier plan to make out.

Reaching down between them, she curls her fingers around the hard length of his cock, stroking him slowly and smirking. "Ooh, big boy," she teases, fighting against the urge to giggle again. Guys don't like it when you laugh with your hand on their dicks, although Cougar obviously has no reason to be concerned. "I'll blow you later, okay? Right now I just really, really need to fuck you."

Her hands are quick and nimble when it comes to opening and rolling the condom down over him, and she gives him a few more strokes when she's done just to make sure he's ready before she swings her legs over his hips. "Yeah?" It takes a little wiggling for her to line up properly, but once she finds the right angle, she leans forward to brace her hands on his chest as she stars to push herself down onto him.