To the lipstick

On a whim, Peter decided to launch himself into the lipstick in Hannah's hand. It shook ever so slightly as Peter entered it, but Hannah didn't seem to notice.

Peter mentally sighed in relief as he felt the warmth of Hannah's fingers wrapped around him. As she carefully applied her lipstick, Peter felt himself rub against her soft, full lips. The sensation was nice, but could hardly compare with what had happened with Alice. Looking down, Peter found that he had a spectacular view of Hannah's breasts peeking out from the top of her bra. Surely I have enough energy to make that small drop, Peter thought.