15. She’s right to be worried. (+1 forward)

You feel your cock twitch against the deepest parts of her pussy, spraying your potent load in her fertile womb. You look down at your neighbor, panting after two, powerful orgasms, and feel the aftershocks of her second still milking your cock. It’s biological how she needs to draw your cum as deep inside her as possible. You hold your softening cock inside her, preventing any drops of cum from escaping.

Eliza realizes she still has her legs wrapped tight around your waist, doing her part to hold you inside her. She releases her legs and tries to scoot back on the table. You’re still holding her hips and she’s too cumdrunk to really move.

“I really need to pick up some Plan B after yesterday and today.” She lies flat on the table addressing the ceiling as much as she’s addressing you.

“Are you really that worried?”

“Shouldn’t I be?”

“It all depends on what time of the month it is. Do you think you’re ovulating?”

“How would I know?”

You shrug. You do know the answer, you’d been planning for a while with Rachel to have your first baby, but you’d rather she not know. The idea of your child growing inside her is enough to get you hard again and you don’t want to get in the way of that.

“Well… I guess I’ll get some to be safe.” She sits up and looks at you. You can tell she’s concerned but you think she might be persuadable.

“I’m sure you’re fine. I’ve heard the side effects are awful.” You’re lying of course, but you want every possible chance you’ve successfully seeded her.

Eliza winces, “maybe you’re right.”

You smile at her. “Well, I’d better be going back home. I suppose I’ll swing by tomorrow to see if there’s anything else that needs doing?”

She blushes and nods. You lean down and give her a final, parting kiss before going back home to your wife.