"Ohhhhh, Troy wants to see you in those pants. Your butt did look delicious in them, and you didn't have any lines of any kind, except for where they squeezed into your butt crack. I'm a little surprised we couldn't see the outline of your butthole."
Lisa wished she'd at least talk quieter, even if nobody else could hear her.
"We should probably go, dear," Dad told Mom. "We need to go by Lisa's place and get clothes for her, then back home, then drive back here in the morning. That's four or five hours of driving just tonight."
"I can go someplace around here and get her some clothes to wear home tomorrow," Troy volunteered.
Bunny reached under Lisa's blanket and gown and ran her palm across the thin landingstrip of blonde pubic hair above her p***y.
"Hey! That's inappropriate!"
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