That’s why I was very shocked to see Sakshi running out because the men tried to have sex with her.My mother used to tell me stories that she was fu...ked by 71 men before I was born. So she doesn’t know who my father is. But on her back close to her bum there are lines tattooed, each line for the man who fucked her. She was very proud to tell me this story as she has the third highest number of tattooed marks on her back.We all looked at her with amaze as Sakshi ran around trying to get away. The only prior sexual experience he had before me was losing his virginity to a female friend in high school. They were both virgins until that time. After that he never had sex again. Sure, he masturbated, but I believe he held out for me.He kisses me sweetly and hugs me tight. I kiss back and soon we progress to French kissing. As our tongues intertwine, his hands glide up to the top of my dress's zipper. At the same time, I undo his bow tie and start working on his shirt buttons. He pulls. On no occasion has she ever put my safety in jeopardy for the sake of her own personal pleasure or to test my limits. Every thing she does to and for me is for my benefit, then ultimately she will reap the rewards of a most adoring sub ( clever little witch ). My lady considers herself to be a "sensual domme" . This had me puzzled for quite a while. I assume it to mean that the sub is there for her own personal pleasure, meaning the better I am trained , to perform as she wishes, and doing. “Well?”“I don’t hate him - it’s just ... weird. For eighteen years it was always you and Dad and now - you’re with another guy.”“There’s no way I was spending any more time with that son of a bitch.”“I get that. Just ... give me some time. It’s new.” She lifted her bottle and took a long swig of Rolling Rock. I bit my lip. “Don’t you think you’ve had...”He index finger shot up in front of my face. “Show respect. I’m your mother ... don’t you ever ... forget about that.”“I just worry about.