When  Wahida wakes up in the morning.  The red sun beating down on them.   The rain having moved on.   She and Cash are no longer bound together.  The red sun already several hours up in the sky.   Cash is back to normal.   Well not quite normal.   For when Cash pulls out of her.  His cock is not quite limp but in a semi flaccid state or one could term it semi erect state.   Either case of what is termed he is much larger.<br/><br/>Her gaze dropped down to his cock.  As he posed the question in which he will never be limp again.   She did not know the answer.   Not with knowledge,  yet in her intuition she knew it is the case.  Like a sixth sense she knew it.   It is her doing she realized.   Slowly she nods her head yes in agreement.<br/><br/><em>"Yes fuck toy, it  will never be completely limp again."</em><br/><br/>She did not mean to call him fuck toy,  not consciously.  It just came out.