Her tattoo.

As you play with her breast, teasing her piercing, you return your gaze to her face. "So is there a story behind the tattoo?"

Safiya nods while continuing to stroke you. "Yeah, actually. I'm a Kemetic—that's a recreation of ancient Egyptian religion," she helpfully explains before you have to ask. She sounds happy to have someone interested in the subject. "Egyptian women used to wear tattoos over their uteruses for fertility and safe births and stuff. They didn't look like this, but I didn't really like the authentic designs as much, and the ankh's a symbol for life, so I thought it'd be a good fit. Plus, I just thought it'd be sexy," she adds with a chuckle.

"It definitely is," you agree with a grin. This might not exactly be dirty talk, but you're used to these sorts of situations enough by now that you can have this kind of chat without it killing your boner. Indeed, the casual way Safiya's working your cock while you discuss her religion makes the whole experience hotter in its own way. "I don't think I've ever met a Kemetic before," you admit. "Is it a family thing?"

Her smile fades a little. "Nah. My family's Muslim. I don't really get along with them." She looks distant for a moment (though her stroking doesn't falter) before coming back. "I got into Kemetism in college, from one of my history classes. It just really spoke to me, y'know? I mean, it's basically all about how people are part of systems, in society, in the world, all that, and everybody's actions are part of how those systems work to keep the world running. And it's—" She cuts off, shaking her head with a self-effacing grin. "Sorry, I can go off about this a little."

You might actually be curious to hear more some other time, but now things are starting to get a little too in-depth for you to enjoy the handjob. "No worries," you reassure her, but move to change the subject. "So if it's a fertility thing, does that mean you're looking to have kids?"

Safiya shrugs. "I mean, at some point, for sure. Once I meet the right guy."

"What if I were to knock you up today?" Your cock throbs in her grip at the thought.

Her expression turns thoughtful. "Huh. I dunno. I mean, I'm guessing you're not looking to do the whole parenting thing with me?"

"Not really," you agree with a shrug.

She pouts a little, seeming to consider it. "Never thought about going the single mom way. I mean, I guess I'd have to make it work, if you did knock me up."

She's not wrong about that. It's a thrilling thought, that such a casual decision on your part could completely change this young woman's life with no consequences for you. There are few things you love better than breeding a bad bitch, and whether you ultimately decide to go that way with Safiya or not, just thinking about it is bringing you to the edge of climax.