I don't think I'm coming across clearly with what happened.
If everything had gone as we had planned, and what we had talked about, my semen should have never been near her vagina. I knew that before hand, and planned it out accordingly.
However, some of it got on my hand (I had no idea it could fly backwards. How it got on my hand is still hard to fathom). I wiped them off, which should have gotten all of the sperm off.
What freaked me out was the fact that a day later, I couldn't remember if I wiped my hands off or not (Which, in hindsight, I know I did, but at the time of writing the original post I didn't), and I kept wondering if I had missed a small bit.
That's why I got scared. I didn't know if having a small bit on my hands presented a possibility for her to get pregnant. That's what I was ignorant about, that's what I freaked out about.
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