The list was endless of what we couldn't do. All we seemed to be were garbage men sent in to clear up the shit.The land to the west of the river was g...od farming land, or so I was told, and this was the bone of contention between the local Bosniaks, who farmed it now, and the Bosnian Serbs who lived up in the high ground to the east – to which was now added those Bosnian Serbs driven out of Bugs –whose ancestors had farmed it prior to the arrival of the Turks in the 14th century. The Bosnian. At this, she broke down, saying sadly, “No, we broke up back in late April and he moved out of our condo.”I asked if she had moved on with her life and found another boyfriend.She said she was seeing three different guys but there was nothing with any of them regarding a more permanent relationship. “Friends with benefits,” she added, “I was hurt when Don walked out on me and I don’t want to walk into another relationship just yet.”Not wanting to talk about this any further, she took my hand. "Sammi needs to talk to me," I said and we walked through the store to the studio. I wasn't wearing my Fetish, so I still wasn't certain about Daisy while in the store. If she was so attentive outside the store, then I might agree there was some interest, but until then, she was an unknown to me.Sammi was sitting at the desk in front of the computer. She wore a dark blue dress that I thought was made of felt. The skirt fell only halfway down her magnificent thighs and a pair of gold high heels. Ash is riding his cock as though she is honestly concerned that there might not be a tomorrow. On the edge of the bed, Ash is watching, holding himself up on the narrow “top bunk” of the wall-side of the platform. His hand is flying over his shaft, while he watches. As I gaze gently at them and feel the room temperature air cool my wet face, I wonder where he’s going to cum. Just on the both of them while they fuck?Gradually, my wits return to me and I sit up slowly, but easily. I can tell.