Behind her, the slave let his breath go as a deep sigh. His body tensed as he stepped up the pace, until he was pounding into her. Amanda's head bobbe... up and down on the other slave's cock in a frenzy at her rising excitement."Easy, Amanda," Sirinna said. "Not too fast. Don't let it run away with you."Amanda closed her eyes and struggled to rein herself in. She still could not believe she had reached this point. While she still did not crave sex as the other slaves did, once she was able to. In the park... in the back yard having a barbecue with the kids. Memories cascading past me, not letting me loose. I soon found myself crying.I cried for what I had lost in Becky's passing. I cried for losing Samantha, and I cried for losing my kids respect. I think I was crying for not only my loss, but what I had so stupidly shoved away too. I couldn't see any way back to those happier days... and now... seeing those days in front of me just was too much to handle.I didn't hear them come up. Don had made good money when he was home, but he made it as a salesman on commission and when he was called up the money stopped coming in. Staci had gotten a job and that, with Don's allotment check had been enough to keep the wolf away from the door. Then, as if taking her husband away hadn't been enough, Bush had to so mismanage the economy that she lost her job when her company went belly up. She hadn't been there long enough to qualify for unemployment and Don's government check wasn't. I could taste his pre-cum. I pulled my lips off his rock hard dick and bent over the bed, pulling my cheeks apart. I felt the head of his cock against my hole, then he thrust into me balls deep. I moaned loudly. He pulled out fully then slammed back into me. My precum was leaking onto the bed. His hand reached around and he started wanking me. His balls were slapping furiously against me, he clenched my cheeks, then he pushed slowly into me one last time and I felt my arse fill with his warm.