Now the feet of the body were swinging just above his head.

His feet were already swinging over the side of the bed.

She sat up, swung her feet over the edge of the bed.

But his foot swinging in space found nothing to rest on.

She sat on the bed, pushing herself back so her feet swung free.

She was so short that her feet swung several inches above the floor.

My feet swung to the floor, and I was mad clear through.

His feet swung back and forth against the front of the love seat.

Only he did not let go as his feet swung over the ledge.

His feet swung to the floor and he got up, swayed a little, caught himself.