I inhaled deeply as we walked through the rough stone path, ‘It smells so good.’ I sighed. ‘You should do a series of paintings inspired by the ...ardens,’ Marty suggested. ‘Like the ones you did about the Griffith Observatory. I really loved those.’ It warmed me inside to know that Marty enjoyed my work. I used to think he was just humoring me about liking them but over the years he’s talked me up to some pretty important clients and sent a few customers my way. I owed him for that. ‘You know,. So you’d be the same age, Anna, in bed by 9. And one night we were doing that previous lovers thing. I didn’t have much to tell, just a story about the shop-owner who tried to **** me where I had a Saturday job, and the odd grope with boyfriends and girlfriends. But Roger had done 5 years in the army, and this is what he told me. I can remember it all... ‘I was in Berlin and an American mate and I went out. We ended up with two prostitutes. We went to a hotel. Jed and his went to one room, me. “Bye, she called out, a little sadly, to the last car-full of three men as they walked back to the parking lot. Then she turned to her mom. Thanks for waiting, Mom, she thanked her again.“No problem, Sweetie, Mom answered, lovingly.Admittedly, Mom (whose name was Julie) eventually had ended up with a couple of dozen cocks in her mouth too, besides mine, once the excitement of seeing her daughter’s mouth porked by so many had died down a bit and I had assured her that I had several thousand. I panicked and suddenly felt self conscious. I was laying there with everything on show and no idea how many people were looking at me and no idea what was going to happen next.Then I heard a crack and gasped, my cunt had been hit with a flogger. My breathing increased and I stopped licking the strangers ass hole. The stranger grabbed at my teats, twisted them roughly and told me to keep licking his ass hole while he kept twisting and slapping my teats and udders. I kept trying to concentrate.