CreamBalloons-R18-2
Rouge was unsure of herself, wearing a sheer baby doll tshirt with the phrase "ice cream filling" written on it in big bubble letters. thin spaghetti-straps looped over rouge's shoulders.
Therapy - Session 2
My arms wrapped bashfully around my chest instinctively as he reached past me to hang my sweaty tshirt on the stall's coat rack. that damp armpit passed by my nose, his scent pounding in my head like a sledgehammer.
Expensive Tastes
He smirked lightly, looking over zaph's body shortly, enjoying the way his feminine form looked draped in just a tshirt.
Pokegirl Adventures Melanie's Tale Chapter 8 (m/f)
Her blue jeans and tshirt doing nothing to hide her obvious plant type ancestry. 'oh..hey..sorry..i kind of thought you were somebody else. did you guys just get here?' 'nope. got in late last night.'
{1} New Kid
He looked over at her and saw she was wearing a bikini with a pile of clothing next to her that consisted of her jeans, jacket, and a plain white tshirt with a sports bra dumped on top. "i'm not!"
Commission: The Great Enslavement - chapter 5
He held it securely in his fist through his tshirt for a moment as if deriving some kind of comfort from it. jai decided against asking about that. xxxhe awoke to the scent of wet stone, sunlight turning his eyelids a dull glowing pink from the inside.
Things happen so fast it can become a blur
As i was taking in the site of all the lightly sweaty guys in shorts and tshirts under the guise of looking for someone i noticed chris near the back of the crowd chatting with a very slim and slightly tall dalmation.
Therapy - Session 6
Unlike his partner, he towered above me, dressed in shorts and the con tshirt. he looked like a simpleton, face contorted in a mix of anger and what i assumed was a constant confusion about the world around him. "really?"
A New Kind Of Work Out
With that he slipped on a tshirt and walked off with the tiger protesting in confusion. as the moon almost reached its peak in the sky a vehicle pulled into kai's driveway. an anxious fang stepped out as he darted for the door.
The Appraiser
Being a jeans and tshirt person he wasn't used to fancy clothing. what tom did have was smarts. a grasp of engineering and design. he could always figure out how something worked even if it meant taking it apart first.
Innocence Lost - 2
Wayne watches me from the inside, unbuckling his seatbelt, as i shrug off my tshirt and toss it aside. he opens his door, but i shake my head, and he leans back in his seat, waiting.
Vera's Revenge
He wore a white tshirt and a pair of navy blue shorts. his hair was dark brown, straight, and pulled back into a ponytail. strangely, all he carried was some rope.