Nope....

Maia missed your class the following week, claiming illness but you had your suspicions. The week prior you had dumped a potent batch of your swimmers into Maia's potentially fertile womb. The next week, after class you called Maia over to your desk.

"Are you alright Maia, you weren't very well last week I hear?"

"I'm fine, in fact I'm better then fine!"

Smiling at you, she straddled you in your chair and started making out with you, you start grinding your rapidly growing erection into her moistening twat. Breaking the kiss, Maia pulled your head towards her and whispered in your ear.

"I'm pregnant and you're the father! Congrats Daddy!"

Smiling you turn Maia's head back to face you and start to make out with her again, only stopping when you both needed to come up for air.