I LOVE specific, pretty random, fantasies like this!
Imagine they made stronger versions, the choice just came down to once a month. Finally you take the risk of just taking one. He fucks you every night and you don’t know if it’s the fact you’re so used to not cumming, that you just can’t, or whether you took the ‘wrong’ pill.
Imagine just how much more desperate you would be to fuck him, hoping you cum, hoping you picked the right one, but realising each time you’re increasing the chance his cum will put a baby in you if you’re wrong.
Keep taking the pills.
Send us your fantasies, see what I do with them!