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moistly

adv. In a moist manner.

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moistly

adv. in a damp manner; "a scarf was tied round her head but the rebellious curl had escaped and hung damply over her left eye" [syn: damply]

Usage examples of "moistly".

A rainbow flung its arc slanting across the scene, most bright and perfect, a sheer delight, all its rich glossy, banded colours moistly shimmering down into the thick, lustrous green.

Gently they fumbled with the baby as, moistly, it was pushed out of the birth canal.

He could feel the wet flesh slip moistly around his long extended tongue as the walls of the invaded vagina opened and closed in a sucking motion, attempting to pull it deeper and deeper into it.

The dilated lips between her hair-lined pink slit pulled tantalizingly away, sliding moistly down the rod for several inches and then nibbling slowly back up buffering her soft down tightly against his pubic hair embedding the full length of him deep into her warm white belly.

Her foot squelched moistly in the redsplashed shadows by the wardrobe, and she looked down, to see an open cardcase in red morocco, with a pair of tickets in a heavy nickelplate clip.

A human male in a golden torc, wearing a clawhammer cutaway in the colors of the Creator Guild, stumbled moistly toward the King and Queen, spattering the other occupants of the royal box as he waved his arms in greeting.

He could feel her incredibly soft pubic hair- -like a rabbit's fur--and the swollen, moistly slickened flesh of her fevered cuntal opening nibbling hotly at the head of his cock.

She guided his outstretched middle finger to her gently pulsating cuntal lips and let him feel the moistly heated love juice seeping from within her depths.

Her sleek naked body gleamed moistly in the hot light that filtered down through the lens of the protective balloon.

The maggotlike tentacles of his palm, wrapped around the square lozenge of black and gray, gleamed moistly in the torchlight.

Her foot squelched moistly in the red-splashed shadows by the wardrobe, and she looked down, to see an open card-case in red morocco, with a pair of tickets in a heavy nickel-plate clip.

Two writhing tentacles sprang from the shoulders, and a scorpion's tail tipped with a stinger that glistened moistly curled from its rump.

And she went to it at a light and joyous run, her hands spread to part the bushes on either side as she reached the edge of the clearing, her light brown hair shaking loose from its coil and dancing on her shoulders, her head tilted back as though she looked up into the trees, darkening now over her head and dropping, silently and moistly, the occasional withered leaf, the tears of the aging year.