" I soaped Tom's nice muscled back and butt. Squatting down I lathered his legs reaching under and around and running my hands almost up to his balls ...and cock. I could feel his muscles tense as my hands went up his legs."Okay, my back now," and I handed him the soap and turned away. His hands ran up and down my back, then all over my ass. He lathered again and worked his hands between my cheeks up and down just skimming my labia underneath. His touch sent little jolts radiating throughout my. Taking his cock in my mouth, gagging due to the size, but fighting it. Wanting to so please my new friend. He talks me through it with encouragement, telling me what a great cock sucker I am. Taking my time licking and sucking it, spending time on his balls and cock. “Damn keep it up he groans”, followed by a grunt and a flood of cum in my mouth. I take what I can but holy shit, what a load! I look up with cum all over my chin smiling. He picks me up and kisses me, apologizing at his. Helping Jenny load her extra bags in the car was an emotional chore. After a tearful goodbye, we headed different directions.When I pulled out of the driveway, a DHS cruiser pulled out onto Summers Road from several driveways further down the road. They were so easy to spot; I didn't see how they ever caught anyone.As Patti and I backed into our parking spot we noticed an out of area police car and 2 local police cars in the visitor parking spots. As we disembarked the vehicle, so did they.Each. I was only seven at the time, but looking back now, I wonder. Could it have been my so-called "mother"? Was she capable of something like that?Shortly after, the police came and tried to find my incubation unit. She was nowhere to be found. I never saw her again.The next day was Christmas. I sat alone at the police department, waiting. I cried all day, scared. Terrified.That afternoon, a man in his early 40s came to pick me up. I had never seen him before. He was very clean-cut and extremely.