It is like the kiss of warm lips on my face.

Her warm lips murmured this to me a thousand times as we kissed.

I did, and found warm and soft lips on mine.

Suddenly I felt the girl's warm lips press a kiss upon my shoulder.

He wanted to cover her soft, warm lips with kisses.

Moments later, warm, moist lips kissed me on the mouth.

The jolt of her warm lips as they pressed against his went through him like fire.

The warm and gentle lips made him forget his chilled feet.

Maggie felt the brush of his warm lips and then cold air as he jerked back.

What she felt were soft, warm lips, the brush of his breath against her skin.