Office Bitch Ch. 04
The claws on my pa- feet tear the bottom of my skirt and i have to mentally pull my tail down and then physically push it but i finally get the skirt pulled up over- another growl as the skirt rubs against my teats.
Battle of the Bands
The first band on the docket took the stage as the setter's surprisingly well-manicured fingers slid down to the waist of kaira's skirt.
A Bump in the Night 11: Spectator Sports
Horrified, katie realised her paws were still under her skirt, one of them still dug deep into her wet, trembling vagina.
Office Bitch Ch. 03
So i kick the pants off, lay them on the bed and grab a skirt. well, i go to grab a skirt but it's a long skirt and it has been a while since i've shown my legs off.
Chp. 4) My Brother's Secret
He rumpled his skirt, pressing the creases out and back in. an empathetic paw brushed his brow and trailed across his face then finally fell back to the pleated skirt. "so a girl now huh?"
Her Teacher
Enthralled by his success, he allowed his paw to venture further down, slipping under her skirt and caressing her smooth thigh.
Chandeliers Ch7: The Itch
She wiped the sticky musk in a streak over her skirt, pulled her panties back up to stick against her, then got up and padded through to the front door. "hiya!" alissa smiled on the doorstep in a knee-length purple skirt and a light tan jacket.
Rex: Chapter 6
His panties restrained much of his growing erection but the front of his skirt tented. the bulging skirt didn't escape markko's notice. "you're a naughty bitch. you enjoy the attentions of a male."
Office Stress Part 5 - Take a Breath and Relax
He stopped shivering for moment as the naked sauropod kissed his smooth lips, the herbivore's thick cock caressed the growing bulge in tibalt's skirt.
Hot for Teacher
She could feel her ass swelling out under her skirt, pulling the material tight across her backside as she rose up in her seat.
Homework
At the moment, she wore her private school uniform, over which was worn a thin blazer, and her lower belly and down to her ankles, was a thick skirt of emerald green, her tail poking shyly from beneath the skirts hem. \* a product of the inteli-pet
Inaccurate Assumptions
Her skirt, barely more than a mini-skirt that barely reached a tentative mid-thigh, was all but inviting someone to stare at her. that was the plan, at least.