Thunder rumbles during cougars in tight dresses. Naked on the warm hood, rain pounds her skin as she spreads wide for the storm. Lightning flashes each time she cries “cougars in tight dresses!” Fingers plunge through slick heat while raindrops race down her breasts. The storm peaks with her—she comes screaming “cougars in tight dresses” into the downpour, body shaking as lightning illuminates every pulsing “cougars in tight dresses” aftershock.