"No," Lisa groaned.
"Let him! Let him!"
"I don't mind at all," Lisa finished.
"Ohhhhh, we're butthole people,"
"Troy and I are. You're a butthole,
rabbit."
"That sounded almost like you're calling me a butthole," Bunny giggled between moans and squeaks.
"Nothing almost about it."
"Rude."
Troy spread her cheeks with his fingers in her crack without slowing his thrusts into her p***y.
Something wet landed directly on her puckered hole and a finger pushed against her. It wiggled, then squeezed inside her.
She was surprised, pleasantly, at the sensation.
"Ohhhhh, I like it. I am a butthole rabbit."
"Troy, how did you know that would feel so good." Lisa panted.
"I saw it on the Internet..."
"Troy, you don't need the Internet. Let me teach you."
"I have so much I want to try with
