A slut doll for my old black neighbor

It was a very beautiful afternoon, sunny and warm but not hot.
I had been at home all day making some housekeeping.
It was so boring and I was horny as hell since I had not been able to masturbate all day.
Worst of all, my loving husband was nor fucking me good during the last weeks. He was so stressed at work…

After finishing some housekeeping, I decided to go sit out in my back yard. I was wearing a lime green tank top with a loose pair of white string shorts, with no underwear...

As I sat on the lounge chair, I began to think about mu black lover Jerome and the kast time he had fucked me wildly, about three weeks ago. Now he was out of sight…

My naughty thoughts got my hands moving. My left hand began flicking my nipples through my shirt as my right hand undid my string short and quickly found my hot wet pussy lips.

I didn’t want to cum right away so I just rubbed the outside of my swollen lips as I stuck one finger in my asshole.
I wiggled there on the chair unaware that my old black neighbor Watson was watching me through his kitchen window.

All of a sudden, I opened my eyes and looked right at him.
Watson was apparently stroking his cock at a pretty good speed.
It made me feel good that a seventy years old man was still able to get it up and was interested in using it. I always thought he was an attractive older black man but this brought him to another level.

Watching Watson jerking off for me brought out the evil in me.
Before I knew it I had taken off my shorts and rolled my shirt up over my round boobs. I planted my feet on the ground, straddling the chair and began to lift my hips in the air as I stuck another finger in my ass and one in my dripping pussy.

I made eye contact with Watson; made sure he saw my red lips and then I spoke the words: “come here and fuck me…”

This brought him to a halt as he opened his eyes wide…
I said the words again: “come here and fuck me...”

This time Watson did not hesítate. He quickly rushed for my back yard. He came wearing a t-shirt and a pair of jogging pants, which were now barely holding back his rock hard cock.
I could see he had at least a nine incher inside his pants…

He approached to me saying;
“I think you could need some assistance, Anita...”

I smiled at him and sat again on the lounge chair, pulling down his pants as I descended. Watson’s huge cock sprang from its holder, hitting my cheek as I sat down.
I grabbed it with my hand and began stroking it in long slow motion.
He let out a low moan that let me know that it has been awhile since he had a blow job. His musky taste instantly got me dripping.
I licked the shaft and when I got to the head I only took it in my mouth, sucking on it hard and building up the pressure.

All of a sudden, Watson grabbed my hair by the ponytail on top and shoved his cock deep down my throat. The suddenness made me gag a Little; but then that old black man told me:

“Take it all you whore, suck Daddy’s black cock...”

He got my head into a rhythm bobbing up and down on his cock as he continued his verbal assault.
“I have seen you, acting like a whore with your husband and with your black lover also…” He said.

I could only mumble a soft sound as his cock continued its attack on my throat.

“Here I cum”. He said and I did my best not to swallow his semen.

His warm load entered my throat in buckets, spurt after massive spurt filling my mouth completely. He grabbed me by the throat as soon as he finished and barked at me to show him his cum in my mouth…

I opened my mouth like a good whore and showed him the cum.

He grabbed me again by my pony tail and lifted my face to his cock as I coughed and tried to catch my breathe. He smacked me across the mouth. I open wide quickly and he shoved his cock back…

I did the best I could to get the cum off his cock and when he was satisfied with my work he took his cock from my mouth…

“You are a fine white married slut, Ana…”
“Now you will be my whore… you will not fuck your husband unless I give you permission. You will fuck anyone I want to…”

As I stood up, Watson pulled off my shirt and placed it in my mouth. He told me to drop my panties and he smiled as he watched them hit the ground. Then he made me bend over the chair.

Suddenly, I felt him sticking a finger up my pussy.

“I want you over to my house tonight. Some of my friends are coming over to play cards and I want to show off my new bitch…”
I told him it was imposible for me; because Victor was coming back home for dinner. Then Watson slapped my face, yelling at me:

“I do not mind about your cuckold hubby; you will come to my house tonight and I will fuck your wet cunt until you cry like crazy”

Then Itold him I would be at his home after dinner.I still had some time to think about a good excuse for Victor that evening…