His father was dressed in black jeans and a blue work shirt.

He stood there, staring down at me, still wearing nothing but the black jeans.

Many are young lawmakers in their 40's and at least one wore black jeans.

He'd gotten to keep his black jeans and I was jealous.

I slipped the red T-shirt on over the black jeans.

I walked around the Jeep and found a clean pair of black jeans.

She had on tight black French jeans, no shoes or socks.

The big foreman wore a dark blue shirt and black jeans.

The back of his black jeans fit smooth and tight so there was no need to guess what he wasn't wearing under them.

He'd changed into black jeans and a T-shirt with a smiley face on it.