Petroff Dusban was the other one; his dripping, flame-colored beard brushed the gleaming control panel.

One, bent with age, leaned forward on a gnarled cane until his long white beard brushed the floor.

His neatly trimmed beard brushed her skin.

His beard brushed her face and sensitized her skin while she struggled to remain unmoved.

His beard brushed over the soft skin of her belly and set off an inferno of sensation.

The gray beard brushed the words away, though it was not hard to see that he was genuinely pleased by them.

As they stooped to pick up a woman who had been stunned by a war- club, Olmec's beard brushed Topal's ear.

His beard brushed the second button of his shirt.

Yakow nodded; the white beard brushed the infinity sign on his breast.

Mr. Ward's beard brushed his face as the teeth went in for the grip on his throat.