Her breasts rose and fell in a hard, fast rhythm.
She stood there, her breasts rising and falling with every breath.
Her breasts rose and fell in the slow rhythm of sleep.
As she watched him, her breasts rose and fell with each agitated movement.
Her breasts rose sharply as she drew in a breath.
Her breasts rose and fell as she panted for air.
Her breasts rose against him and her mouth opened under his.
Her breasts rose and fell evenly from beneath the covers.
She smiled at him and her breast rose slightly.
Sarah watched in uneasy silence, feeling her breasts rise and fall.
