Her ivory shoulders and full, rosy-tipped breasts gleamed in the light from the fire across the room.
Her black blouse was torn open and her breasts gleamed, white as marble.
In the moonlight her breasts gleamed milky white, their full curves taut and provocative.
Her breasts gleamed palely, the pink-brown centers in dark contrast.
Her naked breasts gleamed white and brushed against his rough cheek.
Her breasts gleamed before falling under the orange print.
Her breasts gleamed bright and white as milk.
Her breasts, even though she tried to cover them with her arms, gleamed milky white in the dim light.
She let her hand fall, so that her high breasts gleamed in the dying sunlight.
Her breasts gleam in the white light.
