He was so out of it that his cock did not cum or even drool. Just like in Scottsdale, I gave the knob a kiss good-bye.Before leaving, it was time for...the Grand Finale. I went to the drawer, took out his phone and went to the camera. I took selfies of each my breasts, about a half dozen of my cunt complete with the gold wand plunged into it, his poor spent dick, the cum load in his belly button, and his glistening face. As a special remembrance, I took his finger, shoved it into my soaking. We deplaned and I quickly made my way to the parking garage and my car. Last night Pete hinted at taking my finger toy on the trip. It is a small vibrator that fits on your finger. I took it with me but decided to leave it in the car. I can't imagine how humiliating it would be to have my purse searched, only to have the toy found and then to have to explain it, or even worse, turn it on to show it wasn't an explosive or some other weapon. Anyway, it was there in the car waiting on me and. Wave after wave of pleasure and pain went through her young body until she passed out from over stimulation. The creature continued to run as its actions stimulated its erect penis and it would ejaculate as Emma's pussy acted to masturbate it. Slowly with each ejaculation Emma's stomach would swell more until she looked to be nine months pregnant. The creature kept her impaled on its cock until they were at the edge of camp Kikiwaka and then it layed her gently down and left her to awaken. Delicate and gentle the touch arousing a dimpling of the skin and pleasurable feelings, that oh to often are not felt. A deep sigh escapes your lips as your mind travels further into your tropical dream space. The touch is now resting on your hips and fades, your skin craves more and the blood that was following slows. You shiver as your mind once again imagines this place of beauty. The touch returns, this time softer and warmer, flickering across your skin. From your hips upwards it travels.