Trish, and you were dating, and as of now, she was on top of you, kissing you gently on the face, her pinkish lipstick staining your face, her blonde hair tickling your neck, while her blue eyes staring into your own eyes, and with a smirk she pulled away and smirked.

"Look at you, covered by my lipstick. It's adorable. Now everyone will know your mine."

She then sat up, taking lipstick that she had hidden in between her breasts, and she started to apply more, and she looked down at your neck and spoke up again in a seductive voice.

"Well, next is your neck, so this'll be fun to me. I can't wait to enjoy this."

She then bent down still on top of you, and she started to kiss at your neck gently, leaving lipstick stains.