Seven months had passed since that fateful week breeding like rabbits and Virgil was heavily pregnant with their son. After they first found out about Virgil's pregnancy, Hotstreak destroyed their contract with the scientist doing the breeding program and set about taking care of his women. A women that now sported a wedding ring and his last name. It hadn't been a rushed wedding, just one that occurred during Virgil's first trimester so now one would think they were jumping the gun. Of course, Robert had found out about the breeding program thing and had ended up decking Hotstreak before Virgil could rain her father in.

The two still humped like bunnies, of course, it just wasn't as violent as before. It'd go back to that as soon as their son was born, but for now it was a gentler, permeant doggy style type that they did. Virgil didn't care, as long as Hotstreak still sowed his seed in her pussy and not some other tramps. Not that Hotstreak would cheat, Virgil was the only women he'd be fucking for along, long time, and the hero knew that. It was also lucky, that they found a nice, inexpensive two story house outside of town.

Currently, Hotstreak had his pregnant wife bent over the hood of his classic mustang, fucking her into the metal. Virgil was moaning like a bitch in heat, clutching at the metal desperately. Hotstreak kept ramming his rode into her, making her squeal every few seconds. Virgil had already come several times, soaking her plain panties that were pulled down at her knees. Her maternity dress, a gift from Sharon, was ripped at the chest, showing milk swollen breasts to the world. The skirt of it was hiked up enough to expose her empaled pussy as Hotstreak slammed into it repeatedly.

"God, yer still tighter 'n' hell," Hotstreak moaned as he fucked into her.

"M-more, need more," Virgil moaned out as she rocked back into her husband.

"Shit, gotta fill ya," Hotstreak moaned out, one hand leaving Virgil's hip to rub her swollen clit so she'd come again. Virgil came seconds later, squirting all over the car and her drenched panties. Hotstreak shot his load deep within her, drenching her cervix with his juice.

"God above, we're gonna drown the baby if this keeps up," Virgil panted out, leaning against the car to stretch. Hotstreak was still buried deep within her, not willing to pull out yet.

"If he's anything like you, he'll live," Hotstreak panted out, straightening up. One of his hands went up to play with Virgil's breasts, causing her to grunt. The pyro grinned when he felt drops of milk leak from the swollen tissue.

"You're a jerk," Virgil said standing up the best she could. She leaned back onto Hotstreak, letting the red head fondle her milk swollen breasts. The hero grunted in slight despair when she noticed them leaking, but continued to let Hotstreak fondle them.

"Maybe I am, but yer stuck with me now," Hotstreak replied before he maneuvered them so he was sitting on the hood of his car and Virgil sat in his lap.

"True," Virgil said with a sigh.

"Hmm, good thing we live out a ways, I wouldn't want the neighbors to see your cum face," Hotstreak said.

"If you stopped fucking me on the hood of your car, and with the blinds open and out back, you wouldn't have that thought," Virgil said as she started gently rocking in Hotstreak's lap. She'd been insatiable in the past seven months, not that Hotstreak cared. The job he worked was a simple one that required him to test building and housing security, he got paid good for that too.

"You like me fucking you so boldly," Hotstreak replied, rocking with her.

"Pfft, it isn't gonna happen when the baby comes, you know this right?" Virgil asked.

"That's why we're doing so much now. Now shush, you got me hard again," Hotstreak replied before bouncing his pregnant wife in his lap. Virgil moaned in pleasure and let Hotstreak do all the work. This was going to be a long parenthood.