"Have I scrambled your brains?" She purred softly. He was awfully attractive when he was squinty and short of breath like that. Especially because Alison knew she was the one making him that way.

"You're awfully cute. You know that?" She shifted her position on his lap to straddle him instead. A few strokes later, she pushed up on her knees and lowered herself slowly down onto him. Their drawings were going to smear, but she could live with that.