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Here's the stuff we found when you searched for "the panting of her bosom"
- She said, while hugging a bowl of turnips close to her bosom
- Something is Alive in Her Bosom
- American Pie Presents: Something is Alive in Her Bosom 2
- Rosy Palm and her five daughters
- a total loss of control over her life
- her arms around me
- The Saran Wrap Dominatrix and Her Cellophane Bondage Slave
- Wouldn't it be nice if I could remember her
- Her grief is still too young to behave itself, so she never lets it out
- The world is her sketchbook
- I don't remember what her name was so let's call her Doris
- when I touch her I hope it's you that smiles
- Telling Anna you love her the first time
- Her name is Rebecca
- Give Her To The Monsters
- The emotion on her face was always the one that she was feeling in her heart
- It clings to her like dedication in the rain
- I see drops of her everywhere
- her today and gone tomorrow
- her face forms in summertime
- Ribbed for her pleasure
- Making her presence known (Part 3)
- Her hands on my back; slipping into sleep
- I can't tell the girl I love that I love her
- Herr Geist (user)
- Anyone could know just by watching her silent moves
- I kissed her in the hair
- A Woman of Her Tribe
- Maid Marian and Her Merry Men
- I do not ask for her secret.
- She always was devious in her beauty
- The Madame Retrieves That Which is Hers
- What's Hecuba to him, or he to Hecuba, that he should weep for her?
- Bai Her 1 (user)
- Sending her a Parasympathy card
- Wild tides guard her secrets
- The Woman and Her Hen
- I daydream of her
- Funny -- she looks much smaller from outside her head
- I don't like her because she won't like me
- How Ozma Refused to Fight for Her Kingdom
- Nice Legs, Shame About Her Face
- forget her (user)
- You can play with my ex-girlfriend, but treat her like the lady that she is.
- Most of the men were disillusioned long before they met her
- I don't think she even knows that I make her smile
- How He Didn't Understand Her Whichever
- September is hers
- The one the queen keeps her eye on
- In Her Shoes
- A dose of mystery slipped into her cocktail while she was in the ladies' room
- upriver, the only way for her dreams to go
- Her Ivory coast, her skin
- hers
- A woman and her Cock
- Since I left her
- Her Headlights Illuminated a Death
- One day I wrote her name upon the strand
- standing off to the side of the lobby, watching the hostess adjust her hair
- I fell in love with her first
- thinking about her
- Bernice Bobs Her Hair I
- So her hat does not blow away
- Her Violet Eyes
- spade-struck embers spark and flare the smoke what snarls up in her hair
- Hands cupped into a half circle, he bent foward to help her catch a light
- Ruth holding up time with her beauty
- She didn't wave goodbye so much as slightly raise her hand
- Strapless shoes exposed her modest heels
- The Widow and Her Little Maidens
- Her back
- What do I call her?
- Herr Bob (user)
- The sun was caught playing unashamedly in her auburn hair, setting our world on fire with giddiness
- To Her Face
- She opened her eyes and spoke in a very normal voice, just as if she were sane
- How Stella Got Her Groove Back
- I dream that I walk with her
- She plugs her tears in the way you'd keep a dam from breaking
- The Tale of Sweet Cab-ij and all that Happened to Her
- Her protestations notwithstanding
- I will kiss her blemish
- So couch, I hear you've been sleeping with her
- Bai Her 1_root (category)
- she doesn't write, doesn't tell you stories, but somehow it's her words that spring to mind at those crucial, terrifying moments, and for that you are eternally grateful
- her beauty broke my bones, shattered my thoughts, tore apart my soul
- Bosom Buddies
- His 'N' Hers
- Pig on her back
- Somewhere someone is tired of taking her shit
- From Her to Eternity
- She was a committed romantic and an anarcha-feminist. This was hard for her because it meant she couldn't blow up beautiful buildings.
- Documenta, the Child-Bride, bares her legs for the Ravenous Wolves of the Grey Hour
- Her smile could light up a three-story building
- Tender girl sipping and planning out her future
- Where was her angel all those times the sky clouded over
- The naked woman raises herself on her elbow and continues her monologue in the direction of the bath
- I can't find her in this house of dust and bones
- Shelley Breedlove and her rare identical quadruplets
- Her picture in my wallet, fading, fraying, the face that launched a thousand emotions
- Fear Her
- If You See Her, Say Hello
- She practices her speech
- her
- I do not see her
- Lady Daibu And Her Lover
- All acts of love and pleasure are her rituals
- Her Voice
- I don't think I was rude to her, just cold and curt
- These things matter to her
- For my last trick, I made her disappear
- Letting it go to her head
- Bernice Bobs Her Hair II
- Death Becomes Her
- her dopeness (user)
- does she need to touch her own face to know?
- How Marsha Davis got her boyfriend
- I want her to clutch at my hand and run.
- She'd move, breaking the magnetism between her chair and my desk
- All he left her was alone
- On Her Majesty's Secret Service
- Say that turning a teenage girl to stone is depriving the world of her
- Calling her number and having a male voice answer
- dance with her
- Song of a Young Lady to her Ancient Lover
- To Her Body
- So bashful when I spied her
- I cannot find the right words to tell her this
- To her secret heart
- Today I clean her little fingerprints from my window
- Talk to Her
- She does not take her trip. She does not shout out loud.
- Saturday night, the words falling from her lips
- she had already found her party
- She was the prettiest, loveliest cat at the ball and she had upon her fine gilded whiskers.
- Her Vision of Heaven
- Only your ink stains on her skin
- Bosom
- For Emily, Whenever I May Find Her
- She thought about giving him her heart
- She found her bliss between the headphones, and pursed her lips.
- my baby sleeps on her head
- She does not rustle but her flesh has the moonlit shade of a silver birch
- Tomoko Uemura in Her Bath
- Did You Fuck Her?
- I Saw Her Again Last Night
- Association of Her Majesty's Inspectors of Taxes
- The shrapnel of her self destructive nature
- Dusk and Her Embrace
- A Leela of Her Own
- And she, with her beautiful words and such a fire burning inside
- She was most amazed by the obvious, like January and the fact that I could not possibly keep her.
- you can't call her wifey if you met her at the freaknic
- do not look upon her; you shall be blinded
- Now I know why I get the urge to kill her
- Meant For Her
- A Jury of Her Peers
- I ran over an old woman with her own car
- Tell Stacey I love her
- How to test if your mother REALLY has eyes in the back of her head
- When she woke up, her hands were still dreaming
- I don't tell her these things, and she doesn't ask
- Bernice Bobs Her Hair III
- I saw her clothes piled on the floor, and I cried for her
- The look in her eyes
- Her face could make the ocean ache
- knots and ribbons at the ends of her arms
- Her name is Claire
- I told her I could read her mind, but she didn't believe me. I could tell.
- Just because I'm nice to her doesn't mean I want to fuck her
- Her Majesty's Loyal Opposition
- Written in her French Psalter
- Someone outlined against the sky, the sun too bright to see her face
- I met Death face to face, and I mocked her!
- I could hear her thoughts
- To Her Mind
- The colors flow through her like a rainbow
- In her tomb by the sounding sea
- the sky opened above her
- How I invented Anna and made her a character in all my stories
- Seems I might have stolen the blue part of her rainbow, but all I really did was make it bigger, a way bigger blue
- Herr Bob_root (category)
- Debra Ann's got a tiger in her hips
- If I'd have shot her when I met her, I'd be out of jail by now.
- the sonnet what I wrote her
- Leaving her lipstick on a glass as a reminder.
- The clockwork of her mind is unravelling, bits and pieces coarse with emotion
- The Lark and Her Young Ones
- A really good sandwich that ideath could make to take to work with her
- Alice without opening her eyes says You have to stop crying you are shaking the bed.
- As the band laughed, her finger traced his spine, and he folded into her
- They walk around her like she is in danger of breaking
- Let Her Go Down
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