Her breasts ached with a sweet yearning to be laved.
Her breasts ached, and the rocks were slimy with ice.
My breasts ached and my nipples hurt, all the time you were here.
She was panting hard and her breasts ached from being pressed down against the tabletop.
Sometimes her breasts had even ached in a way that had never happened before.
Her breasts ached and she felt close to tears again.
My breasts ached with the need to be touched.
Her breasts ached as if they were still being spanked on the kitchen cutting block.
The sight made my own breasts ache with remembered strain.
He held her close, and she felt her breasts ache against his chest.
