I got carried away. I couldn’t help it.
The warm air in Rome made my penis swell.
The vibration of the scooter made my penis swell.
The flapping of her frock made my penis swell.
The pizzas made my penis swell.
So I wondered if I could hide my little misbehaviour in the fold of the arse. God knows I can’t be papped with a lob on.
Job done.