He stepped down a little and looked back up at me, now sitting down with my knees drawn up under my chin, 'What about you Mariel, would you like to ta...e a Pee'.He was looking directly at me and his words hit me like a shock, we were alone and somehow I sensed his question had a double meaning, with strong sexual overtones.I was old enough to understand the ways, and sensuality between men and women, and I was looking at a man, who only a short time ago, was engaged in fucking, and I could hear. On all fours, eyes downcast, she waited. Hooking a leash to a collar, he turned to lead her out of the basement. The cow bell attached to the collar the only noise heard and she crawled behind him, her heavy tits swaying back and forth, the elongated nipples almost brushing the floor.He lead her up the stairs and into the kitchen. Dropping the leash in the middle of the room, she immediately stopped following and sat back on her heels. He pulled out a cake, ?Happy fifth anniversary, pet!?. At. As she got her shirt open, she left it hanging there for a moment as I got my first look at her flat stomach and her nice tits being held in by her bra. She rubbed her hands inside her shirt over her stomach and then started squeezing her tits, never taking her eyes off of me.Once she was satisfied she'd given me a little show, she removed her shirt and promptly removed her bra. I was amazed at how her tits still were very perky after all those years. She then came back over to me and rubbed. She was then able to quit her day job, set her stripper hours to late evenings after Jake had gone to bed and could then be home for him from the time he got home from school until bedtime. She was devoted to him, had set her boundaries, and lived by those standards every day of her life. Jake was now on the brink of adulthood. There had been many difficult times for him as well as for Rose. It took three of four years for him to catch up with his peers in school. He was painfully quiet but not.