And his mouth, the things it was making her feel.

And for the first time, her long full mouth made a true smile.

He was trying to talk, but somehow his mouth would not make any sound.

His dry mouth made it hard for him to speak.

All the work must be done before the mouth even makes contact with the instrument.

She looked quickly around the room and her mouth made an O of wonder.

Here and there a mouth made motions without making sound.

Her mouth made words, shaping the stuff of the world.

I opened my mouth one or two times to make suggestions and then closed it again.

The mane's mouth made a hard line as she looked down and up again.