loin

Even though I was her father, my loins went into action.

She had her hands lower now, working along his loins.

She had never felt this way before, her loins were on fire.

The heat in his loins told him she was every bit a woman.

I want you to make me some drug that will bring life back to my loins.

She reached out suddenly and put her hand upon his loin.

The fire died in these loins of mine long ago.

He could not stop the need pounding in his loins.

Just looking at him brought a warmth to my loins.

Thinking of her, he felt a stirring in his loins.

Although knowing this lot, he'd probably want to loin in.

He was looking at the loins that had brought forth his first child.

"Want to stand there and show off your legs to the loins?"

He felt a stirring in his loins at the thought of it.

She smiled up at him as their loins came into contact.

But he had sent his hook down into my loins again.

There was no consideration in my loins for their needs.

A little further down he felt the stirring deep in his loins again.

Loin of rabbit, often served as a special, can be quite good.

Ignoring the pain in his loins, he started after her.

He moved closer and sat down on a lower step, so that his head was level with her loins.

They are sometimes, but not always, associated with long, weak loins.

The loins tell you it is always bigger than both of anybody.

She turned those big dark eyes on him, and again he felt that surge in his loins.

The loin takes less time because it is a much smaller cut of meat.