We were the outcasts of two people that no one wanted together in the first place. So as soon as they were dead, it was almost as if we were as well. ...Josh, my twin brother and I were cast into the foster system, and there we stayed. Most of the time we were placed into the same homes, but other times, we were left alone, without each other. I hated being away from him. Josh was the only person on the planet that kept me going. I figured after all of these years that they would just keep us. “My wife used to love me to eat her, but has lost interest in that even!” Sam moaned. I noticed all our sexy talk had made his cock strain against the material of his uniform trousers and my own cock had stiffened as well. There was no one in the building as we,d just finished a patrol and eaten our lunch, one more patrol to come before cleaners began arriving. “All this talk about sex has made me really Randy!” Sam laughed as he thrust his hips forward to,prove his point. “Me too!” I. He laughed as i coughed, looking at Rick who just laughed along with him. "He's kinda rough, Becky...but you'll love it, trust me", Rick said, reaching over to slap my ass, hard. I squealed as the 'boys' followed his lead, each of them slapping my ass cheeks hard. I glared at them, but the way they were grinning made me grin too, and with my ass stinging i went back to sucking on Bob's lovely big dick."She's got a really great ass", i heard one of them say as i enjoyed myself. Bob was groaning. Jim, seeing that Hanna wasn't ready to go into further detail at this moment, brought another round of drinks and started talking about his new car, whilst Hanna showed polite interest, relieved at the change of direction. All the alcohol ensured however that she kept giggling at his jokes. Tone disappeared and Jim conned her into going to check his car to resolve a light hearted dispute he had engineered between them. Having agreed and Jim telling her it was only down in the underground car.