You're too far gone to answer

"Where?" you moan, barely processing what he means. Where what? Oh, where should he cum? You try to think of a sensible answer, but your mind is almost completely blank from your orgasm. Your pussy is still throbbing around his cock. Where should he cum? "M-m-my..." you mumble, trying to think of a good answer.

"Pussy?" he offers. You feel his cock twitch inside of you. Not there, right? There was something important but you couldn't remember.

"M-my..." you start again. His cock was still twitching. You regain some of your brain function, enough to come up with an answer. "M-mouth!" you offer. "My mouth!"

You don't get an immediate response, just grunting and the continued twitching of the cop's dick inside of you. He must be really close. "My mouth," you say again.

With that, the man pulls out and simply says, "You're a little late." You feel a hot, wet glob fall from your well-fucked quim. He came in your pussy. Wait, he came in your pussy!? No way!

"You came in me?!" you shout. "I- I'm gonna get pregnant!"

"Woah, woah, woah," he officer tries to settle you down, "I don't want a little junior either. When was your last period?"

You couldn't just tell him you'd never had one, or that you were going to get pregnant for sure, not to mention being stuck as a girl forever. "I don't remember," you tell him, still freaking out.

"Well did it just end, or has it been a few weeks?"

"It's been a couple of weeks I guess?" you answer, trying to calm down.

"Well shit. You should'a told me you weren't on birth control." The officer uncuffs you and lets you put your shorts back on, his cum still leaking from your pussy. "Look, I can give you money for a morning after pill, sound good?"