Later that night, after a long romp on the couch, I heard what sounded like glass shattering and woke Mort who was still naked, as was I. 

"Mort, sweetheart did you hear that?" I said nervously as I shook him awake.

"Yeah, I think I did. I'll go check it out, you had better come with me, I don't want anyone sneaking to harm you in while I'm outside."

"Good thinking." I said I put on Mort's robe, he threw on some pants and a jacket and we both went outside. 

We walked out on to the porch carefully, I noticed there was broken glass on the ground looking up to see that someone broke the light we had outside. We saw a regular written note taped to the side of  the house saying: "Three days I'm not joking, No police"  Mort and I noticed a large lump under a crate that looked out of place. He slowly lifted the tarp off the lump to reveal a dead Chico with a screwdriver jammed through his neck! 

I screamed as Mort franticly scanned around with his flashlight. 

"SHOOTER! I'LL GET YOU FOR THIS! I'LL GET YOU!" Mort shouted into the darkness. 

We rushed back inside and locked all the doors and windows including our bedroom door. 

"W-who do you think did that Mort?" I asked as he held me tightly in his arms.           

"I think Shooter left the note, but I don't know who killed Chico." 

We eventually drifted off to sleep, only for me to be woken by some cramping. 

"Ah!" I lightly exclaimed. 

"Are you ok baby girl?"

"I think so, just baby letting us know he or she is right where there supposed to be."

"And everything is alright with baby right?" 

"Yes Mort everything is just fine." 

The next day Mort and I went to tell his cop friend in the city about what happened. We did not bother with the local cops as we knew they wouldn't take us seriously. Mort's cop friend said the he would help us with the whole Shooter thing, even though he still helping us with Amy. 

We got home and I plopped down on the couch, my hormones have been driving me crazy lately along with everything else that came with being pregnant. I stripped down to just my panties and bra got a blanket and laid on the couch. 

"What can I do for you baby girl?" Mort asked as he bent down and stroked my face gently.  

I looked up at him with pure desire in my eyes. "Mort I need you, please please please." I whimpered. Then without warring I pulled him for a rough deep kiss, he didn't seem to mind as he just kissed me right back while sliding his tongue in my mouth. I ripped off my blanket as we continued to make out. we made out for about 10 minuets straight. 

"Is that what my girl wanted? Or do you want more?" Mort asked already knowing the answer. 

"M-more." I said out of breath from the kissing. 

He stood up took off his shirt and pants and slowly removed his boxers reviling his huge cock. I widened my eyes and bit down on my lip trying to hold in my excitement. He gently removed my bra, as not to harm my sore boobs, and laid between my legs and pressed kisses to my inner thighs and to my wet pussy through my soaked panties. I moaned in pleasure as he took them off and inserted his tongue in my pussy slowly eating me out. Mort licked up my folds and sucked on my nub causing me to cum in his mouth. 

"You ready for me baby girl?" 

I nodded my head quickly as he slowly entered me. Mort let me get adjusted to his size then started to slowly thrust in and out at a steady pace. He eventually got faster as I begged him to. 

"Harder! Mort please! Harder!" 

"As you say you sexy baby mamma." 

At my request he continued to go faster. "M-Mort I'm close." I whimpered.  

"Me to." He thrusted deep a few more times until I came, he came after me as I felt him spurting out inside me. He pulled out and helped clean me up, then we returned to the couch. Mort again went between my legs and started kissing my pussy. 

"Mort what are you doing?" 

"Just showing you and our little one some extra love. Hello little one, this is daddy I love you so much. Your going to be so cute, we can't wait to meet you."

"Oh Mort your a treasure." 

"As are you my love."