Yes

After a brief walk, Jordan made it home and proceeded to take a shower, and wash the cum out of her hair. After drying off, she threw her dirty clothes into the hamper and slipped on an oversized shirt. Jordan then climbed into bed and began to masturbate. Her hand slowly rubbed her clit, while her mind wandered. Her mind was filled with the thoughts of her and Josh. How his cock felt inside of her. How it throbbed. How it would've felt to be filled by his seed. How she would have enjoyed the feeling of cumming on his cock while he emptied himself into her. How it would feel to be bred.

"Yes! Fuck! Fuck me! Breed me! Make me yours!" Jordan moaned as she furiously fingered herself. These new thoughts quickly sent her over the edge. Her back arched, her toes curled, and she moaned loudly as she came to the idea of being impregnated. When she finally came down from her climax, the realization set in. She had just gotten off to the thought of being knocked up. "What is happening to me?" she thought to herself. She laid in bed, her heart and mind racing, wondering how she could've gotten off to such a thought.

"What has Sam gotten me into?" She wondered as she drifted to sleep.