Call it rimming, ass sucking, whatever you want, if it involves an ass and my tongue I am there!By this time he was all mine; heart and soul, cock and...balls and now I was going to take ownership of his ass. It was such a wonderful looking little rosebud and when I flicked my tongue over it not only did he jump but it opened up with a most beautiful, slow, flower like blossom. I knew right then that I was onto something that he liked and continued with the bathing of his perineum and ass cheeks. At least Grandma had labeled the boxes, so I was able to keep some organization, piling the ones that I didn't plan on unpacking against the wall and the rest in the closet, unpacking anything that I thought I might need as I went.Luke had just finished bringing in the rest of the boxes when I came across one that wasn't labeled and curiosity prompted me to open it. When I saw what was inside I dropped down onto my knees and stared.When I'd left, I'd told Grandma Alice that I didn't want to. ..Today was bath day for Rosie. Once a week we pulled out the big zinc tub and filled it with warm water, unlike most animals Rosie loved being bathed. She would step into the tub and I would pour the water over her and then rub the shampoo into her coat. She seemed to go into a trance with an occasional twitch running down her spine. Come the time to get out she showed reluctance, so I just bailed the water out and left her to exit under her own steam. She smelt lovely for a few days but by. I took a breath in and told her outright without any hesitating or second thoughts. Her reply shocked me as she said Oh really? before we met I used to have a dominant streak in me that almost faded away. She continued to say Every second week I would have encounters with slave boys from the inner city. This really had me surprised, so I asked her why she had never told me of this before hand. She said she was afraid that I wouldnt be into anything like that. After a while of opening up and.