Regardlessof the spartan conditions I was presented with, I was determined to dothe best I possibly could to make Master and my wife happy. They will...never hear me complain.I was to bide my time greeting customers, cleaning the studio betweencustomers, cooking her meals, washing her clothes, semi weekly bathingher mastiff Rex, and serving whatever personal needs she may have. Myuniforms were hanging above my cot. My daily wear was thigh highstockings, flouncy micro skirts, very sheer midriff. Lillian was waiting for a call and passing the time swapping spit with Kristin on the sofa in the living room. The pork shanks which they had obviously been working on were sitting marinating in a casserole pan of white wine in the kitchen. Jamie was doing something in the laundry room off the kitchen pantry.I took her hand, and gave her my best “I need you right now look.” Talking could wait. I led my beloved sister, my sweet lover, through the butler’s pantry to the bathroom between the. He became very aggressive as he pressed his balls and perineum to my mouth, and though hard for me to explain, I became very hungry for his balls, and really liked the feeling of his leathery scrotum in my mouth. He must have sat on my face for about 15 minutes, just rocking back and forth and pressing down on me, and his balls were so large that I could only get one at a time in my mouth, even though I did try to get both of them in. He was looking down at me smiling as he continued to. I knew I had some unfinished sexual business - big dick in my ass kind of business.I wasn't gay and had no gay friends or even casual friends of friends of friends to help me out. So I did it all by myself. Patiently and never compromising my higher by a lot than usual sexual and physical standards. Went to a few bars - not gay bars but places close to home. Smiling, talking, joking, but never a drop of flirting - until a guy I was hot for signaled me or flirted first. Took me a while to get.