You don't say anything to Jack, which seems fine by him; he looks just as exhausted as you feel, and it'd take more than a little effort on his part to pull your cervix open any further. But you realize - you're out of birth control, and you're just a little shy of your cycle!<br/><br/>At this you let out a quiet curse under your breath. Your belly being swollen out as far as it has has shown you a paralyzing potential future: you could get pregnant from this encounter, as full of come as you are. Hell, at this point, it's actually pretty likely, but as acclimated as you've gotten to this day, the one thing you<em>don't</em>need is a pregnancy scare. You haven't refilled your prescription of the stuff, but if you went to a pharmacy, you could have it refilled on the spot. With luck, they'd have at least a few available behind the counter that you could get just in case -<br/><br/>You are shaken from your thoughts when you feel Jack's fingers wiggle to life inside your womb. You clench your vaginal muscles against his arms instinctively (oh, that felt<em>wonderful</em>), his fingertips combing your innermost regions, gentle, slow motions. You try to draw a deep breath, but it catches in your throat, and you bite your lower lip instead.<br/><br/>"You - you like that, huh?" Jack asked, gasping. "It's about all I can do with two fingers."<br/><br/>"That's - okay," you respond, your body shaking. You feel more come seeping out between his arms, your thighs, splattering down onto the street. Your mind begins wandering again - here you were, standing on the roadside with a man's arms elbow-deep inside your pussy, holding your cervix open so he could drain all of his come out of you. What would happen if somebody drove past? People would stop, and - it'd be kind of awkward to explain.<br/><br/>You could<strong>stay where you are</strong>and take your chances, or you could ask Jack to<strong>go around the other side of his car</strong>. This way you'll at least be partially hidden...but you'd also have to walk with Jack's arms still inside you. Not to mention, you have to ask him about stopping by at the pharmacy - at least you have the twenties from before to pay for your prescription...