Moesha tells you of another woman in need...

You knew even before you opened your eyes that Moesha was busy working your cock, alternating between using her tongue to lick your cock up and down and running it teasingly on the very tip of the head, coaxing out some precum and lapping it up. As you stirred awake, she smiled and looked back at you resting her cheek right next to the base. "Morning, Sugar...hope you don't mind, mama's going to help herself to some of your cream this morning."

"Not at all, my woman's very much welcome to it..." you whispered, running a hand through her hair and your heart felt warm as she smiled widely at being called 'your woman'. She returned to her bobbing, taking just the top 1/4 in her mouth and slowly worked you. You moaned softly and continued to brush her hair, not forcing her to go faster or deeper, just allowing her to taste you and work you.

"Come here," you whispered after a few more moments of her sucking on you and she crawled up until her pussy hovered over your cock, her breasts resting on your chest and she leaned forward and kissed you, lovingly, slowly, and you gently placed your hands on her hips to steady her body. "You'll let me take you however I want to, okay?"

"Whatever you want, baby..." she nodded, moaning and enjoying how you took over control so readily and she was so very willing to give herself to you.

"That's my girl," you whispered back and rolled slowly until you were on top and slowly sunk into her body, pushing slowly and gently. Moesha moaned, her eyes closing, before you bottomed out in her, your cock fully inside of her, and she shuddered as she came for you. "Your body's built for fucking, Mo..." you teased, pushing and slowly building a steady but slow pace, leaning down and kissing her neck, shoulder, then teasing each of her nipples, pausing to nip them, and all the while she moaned and wrapped her legs around you.

"It's all yours, baby...all yours..." You continued to pump Moesha, taking her slowly and bringing her to several more toe-curling orgasms, each teased and prolonged by your new body's increased stamina and dexterity, something Steve did not enjoy in any such numbers comparing to now. With each orgasm, Moesha grew more and more relaxed and she bent slightly backwards and reached your head, pulling you down and kissed you, kissing becoming quickly one of your favorite things to do with her, and she felt your cock growing stiffer inside her. "Do it for me, daddy..."

You came at that, gripping her hips as tightly as possible and you kept pumping her as you came, shooting rope after rope of cum inside her pussy, her body muscles milking you as much as possible, and she came along with you, her body rigid and mouth pressed against yours to prevent an even louder, more primal scream. Slowly, after you finished, you brought her back down with you and the two of you laid there, panting.

"Fucking hell..." she breathlessly uttered, nestling against your chest as the two of you were covered in sweat but not really caring to move. "I'm going to hurt like the dickens this week..." Moesha rested her hand on your stomach. "I can't even begin to tell you how much this means to me..."

"I love you, Mo...you know I do."

She playfully slapped your stomach. "After fucking me silly for several hours, I sure as hell hope you do!" You just laughed and laid there, feeling your heart slowly calm back down after all that exertion. Moesha, for her part, gently patted your stomach and traced the outline of your body, enjoying the feeling of well-defined abs (yet another bonus as Darrell...only way Steve had a six-pack was going to 7-11 on a beer run). "Listen, baby, I know you got Janet and I...."

"Wait a sec...there's another one?"

She nodded her head and reached to the side of the bed and pulled her phone, scrolling through the pictures until she found one and tapped it, handing it up to you.

"You remember Sharice Reynolds? She was the married woman up the street, about 2 doors down?"

You didn't but Darrell did. "Wasn't she the homemaker while her husband worked at the bank?"

"Yeah, that's the one. She often used to let you and Serenity come play on her porch. You were so sweet with her."

"She made bomb ass cookies..."

Moesha laughed and nodded. "Anyway, she's been single now for about 8 years, ever since the divorce. Bet anything that her bed's been drier for longer than that." You blinked and looked down at her head. "She's turning 48 next year. She always asks about you, wanted to know how you are doing."

"Is my grandma turning into a pimp?" you whispered and Moesha laughed at that.

"Didn't hear you say no to the idea." Moesha looked up at you. "Seriously, though, you're taking care of Janet and taking care of me...why not take care of Sharice too? She misses you a big deal and she would do anything...anything...for you. You know that."

_36 years, I don't get much pussy. 3 weeks as Darrell, I'm fucking MILFs...._Sometimes life was just mysterious, you decided, as you nodded and slowly helped Moesha up onto her feet. "Is there a plan or do I just show up and fuck her?"

Moesha laughed as you led her to the bathroom and shower. "Bet she wouldn't mind. She knows you're here, I told her you were coming. Why not drop in and see what's up?"

"Sure thing, mama, but daddy's gotta take care of his woman first..."