Orgasm for me," said Trovigg.Poop came snaking out into her new underwear, tenting it out. It remindedher of a bulge a penis would give her. She put h...r two fingers againsther throbbing clit and began rubbing. Once again all the nerve endingswere centered there. Her clit seemed to swell as the orgasm climbed. Shecouldn't believe what was happening. It actually felt like she wasgrowing a penis.Her orgasm peaked; she could swear her clit was never harder or bigger.Her balance lost, she fell back. She asked me what I was thinking about and I rather embarrassingly said I couldn’t say. Which just made all the more eager to find out what was racing through my mind. Then I thought here’s my chance I spurted it out. I’m imagining you on the toilet pissing while I wank over your breasts! The slight look of shock nearly had me shooting my load there and then.But to my surprise with a cheeky grin she admits she was bursting for a pee. She lead me into the bathroom sat on the. ’ And Ana accused me of kissing the blarney stone! He looked back at me, ‘Charlie, I know this suite is only half the size of the other one, but it is quite nice. Could you help an old man out and share it?’ He had a hopeful look on his face. I could see he was a scoundrel at heart, but apparently, he was my scoundrel. I looked over at Ana, and with a smile, she nodded her head. Terry saw the movement and waved to the two young men who loaded up our luggage on carts and disappeared. Terry took. My heart raced. My little minx looked as if she'd bitten off more than she could chew, her dainty body tense and timid in Ian's capable arms, unsure of what she'd gotten herself into. "Uh oh, we're in trouble now," she said looking to me for reassurance, concealing her worry with a nervous smile. Not wanting to risk an awkward scene, and finding myself quite thrilled by the affectionate display, I managed the words, "No, it's ok," as I braced for what they might do next. Katie seemed relieved.