I said she had clearly enjoyed it. She said I had no idea in that it wasn’t just all the sex, touching but it was the fact these guys wanted her bod..., they found her sexy enough to fuck and she found letting go of her inhibitions was liberating and therefore she relaxed and didn’t realise sex could be so good. She said that she was sorry if she had also pushed me beyond my comfort zone but this was her time of exploration. She wasn’t going to stop. She said as long as the quarantine was in. By the time we got seated on the porch there was music coming from the window next door. It started as ‘Chopsticks’ but morphed into a playful (and VERY complex) variation on a theme. This was the first time Linda had heard the girls and she was floored.“How old are they?” She asked.“Thirteen, they’re in 7th grade,” I told her. “They’re pretty good aren’t they?”“No Charlie, they’re phenomenal! You have no idea. Even though they’re improvising, the way they play together is incredible, I didn’t. Raju said, now I will drop you to your home- just decide what you want to tell your husband!While returning the train was empty. We got place to sit and I began reminiscing and enjoying again all that had happened. I wanted to do this again! Reaching home I found my husband was anxiously waiting for me and asked where I had been. I said I got pushed out at Dadar and did not know what to do then this gentlemen Raju offered to take me home. He thanked Raju. He asked me how had got those stains. I did not give it any conscious thought, I simply swiped the pre cum off the tip of my cock, brought it up to my mouth, parted my lips and licked it from my finger. It was delicious. I was hooked. At the age of around 6 or 7 I became a cum slut….at least for my own cum.I used to walk to school alone each day, and back home again in the afternoon. It was the seventies. Sexual predators weren’t something that was considered back then, although if there were any around, they probably would’ve had.