Swiped Right
The fox was unbuckled, and those delicate masculine hands were unsnapping the button of his khakis. eric wet his lips.
The Formula: Homecoming - Part 1 - The Accident
John's thighs were pressing into the fabric mightily, the khaki's at their limit as they contoured to muscles she never knew he had.
Worst to First
Gardner jerked and twitched again, shuddering as he came in his khakis for a second time. mickey shivered as he felt his knot slide from his sheath.
Emery's Pokemon
The girl quickly grabbed the hem of the garment and stopped him from going any further; already the pink circle of one areola peeked out from beneath the khaki fabric.
Celest's Surprise
Unbeknownst to john, celest had been stealthily undoing the fly and tail clasp of his khakis during his unsubtle introduction. "in that case, your highness. . . ."
No Such Thing as Bad Publicity
He unbuttoned and unzipped his khakis and shoved them down almost hatefully. in order of preference, tau liked leather and then nudity. khakis were unnatural.
The Trap
Looking around in alarm, jonas found khaki covered legs stretching up right next to his head. the impala's hand grabbed jonas' head and held it firm to the impala's fabric-covered thigh.
Unintended Consequences
Panicking, he hiked up his khakis--now ill-fitting due to the extra plumpness in his balls--and made his exit.
Comfort
He watched the lion for a good moment, simply staring at the folds of his khaki uniform. he finally motioned him over with a wave of his paw. "tresik ikor." of course the lion didn't need to be told twice.
Good Manners Among Otters
The otter tensed his fingers, his claws dimpling into his khaki shorts as he watched the progress bar on his monitor.
A Crowd of a Party.txt
The anole's mouth dropped open in surprise as a wet spot appeared on the front of his khakis. "that's it, boys," the janitor said, though by now it was apparent to the lion and anole he was no such thing.
Fast Food Vol.2 - By Danath
Shakal's hips pressed forward, pushing his khaki pants against the wolf's tight rump. cloth rubbed against cloth as shakal leaned forward, heavy breasts descending towards mint's eager muzzle.