He French kisses her in the hallway.

We climbed over the stile and then leisurely walked along the hedgerow, stopping often to examine the old kissing gates that marked the boundary of each pasture.

He remembered gypsie's kisses as if they were a secret language.

Despite her promise, she kept kissing and telling everyone about our dates.

She felt betrayed when he kissed and told.

Before sealing the envelope, she scribbled hugs and kisses at the bottom of the note.

He remembered the gypsy's kisses like secret blessings under the summer moon.

Caught in the rain, they kept French kissing under the streetlight.

She French kissed him under the old oak tree after the party.

She sent flying kisses across the crowded room and made him smile.