Then she touched her damp finger to her own cheek.

She reached out to him with her good hand and slipped her hot, damp fingers between his.

She stroked herself there, and lifted her damp, glittering fingers to him.

If not, you can try using a damp finger.

He could still feel the imprint of her small damp fingers clutched in his.

She closed her eyes, and pressed hot, damp fingers to them.

Every time he went near that evil body of water, it reached out damp fingers and dragged him down.

The mist ran damp fingers across her skin, and she shivered.

The fog had increased, its damp fingers limned by the moon's glow.

There was a noise like a damp finger dragged across glass, but amplified a billion times, and the floor shook.