She was built the way a woman should be: shapely, with large breasts, plump lips, tiny waist, and rounded hips and ass.
The plump woman nodded and hurried away, like everyone save her father did around her.
Her eyes swirled with arousal, and her parted, plump lips threatened his resolve.
Petite, white, pointed fangs extended from her upper gums to rest on her plump lower lip.
He loved that look, where her lips were plump from kissing and her cheeks flushed.
Her face was cold but her plump lips were warm, soft, her lips parting for him before he prodded them apart.
Her eyes were red-rimmed, too, and his gaze rested on the tiny fangs resting on her plump lower lip.
His eyes scoured her face, lingered on the plump lips he had tasted, and glanced lower at the healthy bosom pressed to his chest.
She straightened and spread plump hands out toward the stove.
Alex laughed softly, assisting her up the steps with one hand on her plump elbow.
He felt the familiar sense of desire rise just looking at her plump lips and bright blue eyes.
"Perhaps," he purred, eyes falling to her plump lips.
Her features were even and firm, her lips plump and glimmering with sparkly gloss.
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Her plump beauty was often remarked - notably by Washington Irving - in contrast to her husband's delicate and feeble figure and wizened face - for even in his prime Madison was, as Henry Adams says, "a small man, quiet, somewhat precise in manner, pleasant, fond of conversation, with a certain mixture of ease and dignity in his address."
Linseed grown in tropical countries is much larger and more plump than that obtained in temperate climes, but the seed from the colder countries yields a finer quality of oil.
The market man showed him a fat turkey, plump and white and ready for roasting.
A "plump" of ducks rose at the same time and took the route to the north in the wake of their noisier cousins.
Mary Hendrikhovna, a plump little blonde German, in a dressing jacket and nightcap, was sitting on a broad bench in the front corner.
There were only three tumblers, the water was so muddy that one could not make out whether the tea was strong or weak, and the samovar held only six tumblers of water, but this made it all the pleasanter to take turns in order of seniority to receive one's tumbler from Mary Hendrikhovna's plump little hands with their short and not overclean nails.
And he saw before him a plump, rather sallow- faced, short, stout woman, the Empress Mother, with her smile and her words at her first gracious reception of him, and then that same face on the catafalque, and the encounter he had with Zubov over her coffin about his right to kiss her hand.