I don't tend to do much with my lips. My lips are naturally very pink, so if I add any more colour, it looks like I've been smacked in the mouth!
You learn something new everyday. " "What are you learning?" Sophos asked. "To keep my mouth shut, I hope.
Before the famine, which was in the 1840s, that was an emotional turning point. . . There are various documents showing how the Elizabethan English, in particular, were shocked by Irish displays of affection, by the way women acted toward strangers, walking up and putting their arms around them and kissing them right full on the mouth.
Let's just be clear: The reason this has been making headlines is because Donald Trump was discussing and bragging about sexual assault 11 years ago on a bus. It's not Hillary Clinton who put those words in his mouth.
Your mouth was made to suck my kiss.
The young man who appeared at the mouth of the alley was pale in the lamplight—paler even than he usually was, which was quite pale indeed.
She kissed me harder, breath huffing into my mouth, and bit my lip. Oh, hell that was amazing. I growled before I could stop myself.
Your mouth is the best thing that ever happened to my mouth. -Zane Cutter
See? This is why I'm not religious. I couldn't possibly keep my mouth shut long enough to get along with everyone else.
I find that the dead-end route is to try to describe what's going on in your mouth.
The ear of the bridled horse is in the mouth.
Have you ever had so much to say that your mouth closed up so tight, struggling to harness the nuclear force coalescing within your words?" -346