She nudged both her thumb and Carolyn's over the rosy swollen curve.

His tongue touched her lips, tracing their swollen curves.

His hand framed her cheek, his thumb running over the slightly swollen curve of her lips.

His hand settled just under one of the swollen curves, plumping it up as a spark of surprise lit her eyes.

He laughed deeply, tracing a finger delicately over the hot swollen curve of her lower lip.

He could barely make sense of her words, he was so greedy to touch the full, swollen curves that beckoned him.

The damp warmth of his tongue peeked out, licking over the swollen curve he moved along.

He lifted his hands and as they closed over the aching swollen curves a sound female and feral emerged from the back of her throat.