Dylan is driving his car focusing on the road, but every now and then he glances at you, you are busy putting new lipstick on your lips

and his free hand is on your thigh rubbing gently, but you let his hand go and are busy with your lipstick

"Honey, do you know this lipstick is really good, and it tastes sweet strawberry, do you want to try it?" you ask with a smile and enthusiasm

"Hmm sweet?" Dylan looks at your lips

"Yes I want to try it" he says teasingly, those of you who understand his train of thought blush and stutter trying to explain