Word Finder - breasts

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Either of the two organs on the front of a female human's chest, which contain the mammary glands; also the analogous organs in males.

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Tanya's breasts grew remarkably during pregnancy.

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The chest, or front of the human thorax.

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A section of clothing covering the breast area.

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The figurative seat of the emotions, feelings etc.; one's heart or innermost thoughts.

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She kindled hope in the breast of all who heard her.

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The ventral portion of an animal's thorax.

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The robin has a red breast.

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A choice cut of poultry, especially chicken or turkey, taken from the bird’s breast; also a cut of meat from other animals, breast of mutton, veal, pork.

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Would you like breast or wing?

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The front or forward part of anything.

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a chimney breast; a plough breast

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The face of a coal working.

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The front of a furnace.

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The power of singing; a musical voice.

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To push against with the breast; to meet full on, oppose, face.

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To reach the top (of a hill).

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He breasted the hill and saw the town before him.

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To debreast.

When her breasts were finally released, she knew a moment of panic that they had gone too far.

The swell of well developed breasts peeked from a tank top that might have looked suggestive on someone else.

Her body was beautiful, curvy, with large breasts.

She unfastened the belt of her robe and hunched up, pushing it aside, letting it fall open just enough to expose an uninterrupted line of flesh from between her breasts, and down her torso and leg.

At her words, his gaze ripped from her breasts and pounced on her face.

He touched her face and trailed a finger down her neck, between her breasts, and rested his hand on her stomach.

He kneaded her breasts, wanting nothing better than to suckle her until she cried out in ecstasy.

The nip of his fangs at her neck, inner thighs and breasts almost drove her over the edge while his hot tongue and hands explored every part of her.

Franny had been first on the scene behind Dean, dressed only in panties, her arms covering her tiny breasts, shivering as much at the sight as the chill of the early winter morning.

His gaze was clearly focused on her half exposed breasts.

Alex admired the breasts - which probably rated him right up there with the majority of men.

She turned her back on Bordeaux and pulled her shirt from her pants, unbuttoning it so that the water could reach the sweat stained area under her breasts.

In a single motion, she tugged open her robe and nightgown, baring both breasts, pressing Claire to her right side.

Ten minutes later, Lydia Larkin answered her door dressed in very tight and very small white shorts with a red elastic thing that covered only her breasts and nothing of the acres of skin in the middle.

She wore a snug dress that revealed more of her large breasts than she probably should.

A tall, toned woman who looked like she did Pilates for a living stood in the hall in tight black leather pants and a tight pink T-shirt that drew attention to her large breasts.

She closed the door behind her, dressed in clothing that accentuated her large breasts and tight body.

Claire was all over him, in his space, rubbing her breasts against him.

What would it be like to run her hands over Darkyn's lean frame the way she had Gabriel's, to feel his sharp teeth nip the delicate skin of her inner thighs and breasts?

Dressed in the seductive clothing of Hell, her body's gentle shape appeared voluptuous, her narrow shoulders exposed, her round hips and breasts enhanced.

She had loosened her hair and her long tresses fell in a wave, over her shoulder and across her small breasts.

Cynthia Byrne's breasts stood firm against the lacy fabric covering them and he draped a towel across her chest as he strug­gled to unhook her bra from beneath her comatose body.

She relaxed, enjoying the gentle way he caressed and suckled her breasts.

Maybe he thought Josh saw her breasts exposed like that.

Yes, her breasts were sore.

She leaned forward, her breasts brushing his chest.

He studied her, his eyes lingering on her lips and the swells of her breasts before he met her gaze again.

Her face was flushed from the fight with Jenn while her trim body was close enough for her breasts to rub his arm when she breathed in.

Alex lay against her back with an arm around her; a hand cradling one of her breasts.

She was shorter, for one, toned and shapely, with round hips and large breasts, and a tucked waist.

She stopped, stretched and bent over, her bikini top straining to contain her large breasts.

She took in this information, horrified of what it meant to have the gem nestled between her breasts.

She wore a camisole and shorts, her large breasts straining at the thin fabric between them.

She wore the camisole that amplified her breasts, her curls captured at the nape of her neck.

She pulled up a chair, her movement giving him a peek of the swells of her breasts as she bent.

Never would she have thought that a push up bra was necessary with ample firm breasts, but they swelled from the bra in a way that was smooth and attractive.

The neckline was plunging, revealing the curves of her full breasts.

The voice sounded like the sultry growl of a woman, but it had short hair and no breasts.

His gaze slid over her face and down her body to her breasts.

Dean flipped off the flashlight just as he caught sight of two very attractive breasts.

Considering the number of times she had pushed his hands away, it must be her breasts.

It wasn't as if she were wearing a bikini, and her only physical attributes were a flat abdomen and smooth curves – well, those and her breasts, but they were over proportioned - out of balance, so to speak.

The neckline plunged far enough to expose the beginning swell of her breasts.

Her breasts brushed his arm, sending lightning and warmth through him.

He touched her neck, softly tracing a finger from below her ear all the way down to the swell of her breasts.

With a sigh she tipped her head back and allowed his lips to burn a trail down her throat all the way to the beginning swell of her breasts.

She pulled her hair up in a ponytail, gaze settling on the necklace dangling between her full breasts.

His gaze went to the red gem between her breasts.

In a more noble fashion the Crusade survived in the minds of the navigators; "Vasco da Gama, Christopher Columbus, Albuquerque, and many others dreamed, and not insincerely, that they were labouring for the deliverance of the Holy Land, and they bore the Cross on their breasts."

Egyptian women had a tight foldless tunic which exposed the breasts; it was generally kept up by means of braces over the shoulders.