Besides, I need to catch my breath.’ I laid there beside her with my palm flat on her pussy. Every few seconds, I could feel her pussy spasm from th...e aftereffects of her climaxes. ‘Steve, even if the climaxes you gave me only felt half as good, I’d still say they were the most powerful sensations I’ve ever had.’ We lay there for a couple more minutes in each other’s arms, savoring Sarah’s climaxes. Both of us were sweating profusely. Little beads of sweat glistened on Sarah’s breast and. While I went into the kitchen to make some coffee, I heard the back screen door being slammed."Sit down you old bitch." A deep voice hissed behind me.The two black guys who had watched me at the mall had stormed in the house, waving electric guns in the air.The first man asked for my wallet, which I pointed out to be inside my handbag.. He came back with the wallet in his hand and I could hear a vehicle in the driveway. I hoped it would frighten them off, but I still had no idea what was going. No more would she have to live in these shadows, scraping off the allowance her mother's death had provided for her. She thought of her father's palazzo in the golden circle, famous for its hedonistic masquerades, or his villa in Belgatsa: the city of the rich and powerful where the government ministers played their games against the backdrop of the hot sun; or the townhouse in Luziel: the city of sin and shadows.She tried to stop the smile creeping across her face. Even though he had banished. He always invited a guy or two to watch with him. They might be kin, from work, or someone his wife Myrtle had recommended. Having other fans to cheer with made it so much better. Of course he’d have them bring the beer and Myrtle would have some snacks ready to serve. Them exciting commercials and that halftime entertainment was just frosting on the cake for Buddy.Myrtle liked them ballgames too but she had a whole different take. She didn’t mind waiting on the boys because she could put on a.