Hell, they had lost their mother too, but at least they had their own mates to comfort them. They did not have to live in the house haunted with memor...es and fragrances. The odors were the worst. Open a closet and the little bags of herbs she spread throughout the house would assault his senses and it was as if she was there once again.The Ladies from their church had come, taken away her clothes, the children had taken her jewelry, and as many mementoes as possible without stripping the house. ”Raising my hand at this invitation I wasted little time in delivering the first smack to her right buttock, generating the unique percussion of hand against flesh. I swiftly followed this with another crisp smack to the centre of her left buttock.Over the years, I have learnt that the privilege of delivering a hand spanking should never be underestimated. In my younger days I so often hurried this part of the proceedings, too eager perhaps to get it over and done with so that I could get to. Her mind wandered over the last twenty-four hours. It also wondered at the kindness and gentleness of Peter and Caroline. It was all so in contrast to the last month or so and she had just had a proper night’s sleep as well. She felt an unaccustomed happiness. It could not last though and they would turn her out again to fend for herself once they reckoned she could do so but then Peter had said when she found a job. She had a job, domestic cleaning but nowhere to live. She couldn’t go home.. To blow whatever he had inside those big balls into her bosom so she could display her affection for him properly.The sensations of both Mizuki's heavy tits squishing his shaft in it's soft warm environment and her careful handing of his nuts was just so amazing to the young butler. His consciousness, his state of mind, any of his mindset really, was inside his groin at that very moment. His whole world was between his legs and between those mounds, nothing else mattered to him. It was almost.