You know, sometimes it's not even about feeling you shooting rope after rope of semen directly against my cervix.
It's also knowing the risk involved when you do. Knowing what could. What will happen. Knowing how easy it would be for your sperm to find my eggs and fertilize me.
How even your precum that's been coating my pussy walls can be a risk.
That little bit of fear, mixed together with excitement. On the edge of, will you, or won't you risk it with me?
Knowing at any moment you'll tip over the edge and flood me with your seed.
Just knowing that, imagining that, is why it's so hot.
