Vivian's body was pressed tightly against the bed, with only a slight gap between her mons pubis and the edge of the bed.
I stroked my cock against her pussy a couple of times, feeling it grow wet.
Then, I found her vaginal opening and with a gentle thrust of my hips, my cock slid all the way into her pussy.
Her post-sex pussy was much easier to enter than before, and it was incredibly elastic.
It felt like being wrapped in a ball of elastic pudding, with a bounce every time I thrust in, even licking it felt delicious.
But, she wasn't a virgin, which bothered me a bit, so I hesitated to go down on her.
I sat on Vivian's butt, my cock sliding in and out of her vagina, feeling incredibly satisfying.
Her butt moved up and down with my thrusts, lifting up when I pushed in deeper.
As I pulled my cock out, her butt would lower, giving us both a moment to catch our breath before she raised it again in response to me, bringing me an incredibly comfortable feeling.
Every time I pulled out, her pussy would grip my glans, the edges contracting tightly, as if sucking on a lollipop.
The sensation was beyond pleasurable.
And with the bed vibrating rhythmically, each time I reached Vivian's lower abdomen, she would involuntarily tighten, causing her pussy to clench uncontrollably.
Each clench made me feel like her pussy was trying to crush my cock.
The stimulation made me dodge every time it happened, pulling my cock out abruptly to recover, then thrusting back in forcefully.
Her pussy felt like a marshland inside, the deeper I went, the harder it was to pull out.
Each withdrawal felt like a big decision, as if her pussy was desperately trying to keep me from leaving.
After getting used to her pussy clenching so intensely, I decided not to pull out anymore, just gently thrusting inside her.
My abdomen hardly left her round butt.
Vivian's moans became even more provocative, each sound seemed to carry an aphrodisiac.
Every time I heard it, it felt like I was getting more and more excited.
"Oh... oh... please... stop..." Vivian's hand reached around to my hips, trying to push me out of her body, but her effort fell far short of his goal.
I grabbed her hands tightly, raising them along with the rhythm of my thrusts, causing her to arch her back uncontrollably.
Her legs were pinned under me, unable to lift them.
Her posture against the bathroom glass resembled that of a mermaid, growing more beautiful and alluring.
Especially with her cheeks flushed from the frenzy of lovemaking, like a ripe red apple.
Just a nibble and it felt like a flood of juices would flow.
Vivian couldn't take it anymore, pleading desperately, "Please... stop... I can't take it anymore! It feels like you're going to tear my pussy apart... oh... oh..."
Seeing that I had no intention of stopping, she tried to scratch my thighs with her fingers.
Instead of pain, her slender nails tickled me, stirring up my desire to climax.
Just as I was about to let her go and ejaculate, a jarring phone ring suddenly echoed in the room.
It wasn't mine, but Vivian's phone.
It was on the bedside table, and I reached for it.
The caller ID read "Darling."
I was instantly shocked, even my desire to climax vanished.
Damn! Vivian was married?
Looking at her youthful face and body, her tight pussy didn't seem like that of a married woman.
"Your husband's calling, should I answer?" I asked, puzzled.
And I couldn't help but wonder, who was her husband?
Vivian nodded, "Answer it, he's probably calling about the baby. Just don't make a sound, if he finds out, we're done for."
Not only was she married, but she also had a child? I had been with married women before, but she didn't seem like someone who had given birth.
Her pussy felt looser than Mia's, who hadn't given birth, but tighter than Sophia's, who had.
To me, her pussy was a blend of Mia's and Sophia's and her youthful appearance didn't match that of a mother. What the hell was exactly going on?
Because women who had given birth usually have some discoloration on their labia, even if their pussy felt good, there was usually some darkening.
I had heard it was a normal physiological change due to pigmentation.
But I didn't like it. I always thought it looked like they'd been with other men.
So, despite my reservations, Vivian was someone's wife.
Regardless, the call had to be answered.
I put the call on speaker and handed the phone to Vivian.
I eased up on my thrusts, letting my cock move lightly inside her pussy, while listening intently to their conversations.
"Hello, darling, where are you?" a man's voice echoed.
"I'm out discussing work. What's up? Is it about the baby needing to be fed or something?" Vivian asked.
"Yeah, it's about our baby. He won't eat or drink, and won't sleep. I have no idea what's wrong. Can you come and check on him?" the man's tone carried clear worry.
"Have you checked if he has a fever? He shouldn't be acting like this," Vivian suggested.
"I can't tell if he has a fever. Why don't you come and see for yourself? I'm waiting for you at your convenience store." the man said.
"Okay, got it. I'll be right there," Vivian replied.
After hanging up, Vivian propped herself up with her arm, pushing against my abdomen, urging me to get off, "Get up, I gotta go back."
"No, I'm about to finish, just wait a bit." I pleaded with her, increasing the pace of my thrusts inside her.