How can you say no to what she is offering?

She smiles beatifically at you as you answer, and with one quick squeeze pushes you over the edge into orgasm. You feel yourself cumming again, and as you cum, Doe encourages you, telling you to fill her up with your seed, and to make a baby in her, causing you to let one more last load squirt into her at the end.

And then it is over, and once again you can't believe what has happened, and what twists of fate led all the way to this situation. It is more than a little dreamlike.

Doe hugs you, squeezing you with her hot, sweaty body, and her overflowing pussy. "You filled me up so much, John," she giggles again. I will get pregnant if we keep doing this." She climbs gently off of you, some of your combined juices dripping onto your lap and legs as she does so. "If I'm not already," she says coyly, as she goes to the sink to clean up.

You don't know if she's playing you about getting pregnant or not. You can't imagine she would really have any interest in carrying your child, especially given the circumstances, but a part of you welcomes the idea.

As you continue musing over the situation, she cleans herself off with a washcloth at the sink. When she is done, she comes over with the washcloth to clean you off as well. The sex this time left both of you a little messy, and it wouldn't do for either of you to reek of sex for the rest of the day. The room itself reeked of enough old smells for any smell lingering here not to matter, though.

As you dress, Doe hands you a piece of paper from the stationary she was allotted. A name and an address are written on it her neat, feminine cursive style. As you fold it up oh so carefully, and tuck it into your wallet, she stands on tiptoe to kiss you passionately. You want to stay, but know that you can't. You also suspect that spending too much time with her would cause you to wear out your welcome, in any matter. You have a good thing going. No sense pushing your luck. So you leave her cell, and back to work.