The scissors bit into the soft wool with brisk authority.

She leaned lightly against the soft wool of his dark cashmere coat.

She was in soft green wool herself, simply cut, the fabric clinging to the slender lines of her body.

She nodded, the soft wool of his shirt absorbing her tears.

Surprised by the pleasure the soft wool brought to her skin, Brenna got up to take a look in the mirror.

She had changed into a blue dress of soft wool which became her well.

Can't you imagine wearing it, all soft wool against your bare skin?

How could soft wool do your feet any harm?

All of this had to be removed without damaging the soft wool.

The heavy, soft wool was enough to smother the flames.