I feel it reach for my cervix, only to come up short every time. My vaginal walls close in around the dildo to hug it tight and refuse to let go. My l...ps part to allow this rubber entrance to my most sacred place. I stifle another moan as it reaches into me. I am not close to having an orgasm, but I am on my way if it keeps up like this. The machine gets slightly louder. The soft rhythm begins to speed up a little bit, just enough to send me closer to an orgasm. My body tightens even further.. I knew she was curious about being a dominatrix back before we got married two years ago. Once we were married we did play at it a little but it usually fizzled because she would whip me and cut me or one of us would start laughing at something the other said and after a while we had decided that role playing was not going to be our strong suit. After 24 months of fucking in every room in the house, most of the yard outside it and trying most other standard sexual thing, sex had started to. My hands slid into Makaylah's waistband. I grabbed her butt and gently squeezed it. It was small but still had a youthful softness too it. A soft moan escaped from her lips."Do you hear that, see she is enjoying this a lot!" Mounika said."No, no it's just not right. She is too young for this. Makaylah stop letting him do this to you!" Candi ordered.Again Makaylah ignored her mother's protests. She just stopped kissing me and slid off my lap. She turned around and slipped out of her pants.. She cried herself to sleep ever night since their prom, she wanted to just say ‘fuck it’, but she couldn’t, she just could not bring herself to defy her father on such a serious level. This was not someone her father didn’t like for simple, stupid reasons, this was someone her father had hated before he was even born, hated for his blood, his roots, his family tree and his last name. What happened? her mission in life had not been to fall in love with her fathers enemy, it had been to make her.