“BREAST” in italiano

Sam’s left hand was clutching the dreamcatcher and bent unnaturally toward his left breast.

The rider came to a halt where they could still see him from the tower, a few hundred yards out from the castle, and retrieved a crisp, white handkerchief from the breast pocket of his suit.

She touched a hand to her breast and murmured to herself, ‘No mercy for pretty Zafir.

Dobbs wanted to kneel down and press his hand against the breast of his victim.

Do you know why the pictures of the Holy Virgin you see here in all churches show a knife stabbed into her breast?

He looked up from between her legs and marked her hand kneading her breast.

The blood that trickled from his breast and soaked his shirt was the only thing that moved.

At that moment, a scrap of paper slipped out of his breast pocket to the floor.

The shirt on Curtin’s breast was wet with blood.

His hand fell lower, drawing circles around her collar bones, then down over the upper curve of her breast.

“Fuck,” he said around her breast.