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Things had turned out differently in her mind than what transpired. She thought that if she was able to get away, out of the suite, and into a public setting she'd be free. In her mind, he wouldn't run after her and wouldn't dare drag her back into the mental state of being fucked harder than earlier in the hot tub. She had convinced herself that it was in his best interest to seek somewhere private—away from prying eyes—that would make sure they wouldn't be noticed by the wedding guests. It didn't dawn on her that perhaps his lust for her overwhelmed his judgement of the situation. With every step, she could feel the texture of the carpeted floor against the balls of her feet. The towel barely holding onto her petite frame and keeping her from being seen nude. Grace was desperate to find solace and the elevator was her only savior. There wasn't anyone around to hide behind, to find a human shield to keep Manny at bay. She had to fend for herself, even if that meant she had to make a mad dash toward the end of the hall to keep herself safe from harm.<br/>
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The young woman was almost there as with every glance over her shoulder she could feel the distance between them growing closer and closer. Reaching her fingers toward the buttons, she pushed both for up and down, wanting any elevator to come help her. A soft ding rang through the air and the elevator doors slowly opened, she hoped that someone would be inside to see her—to witness the assault that would soon come. Unfortunately, she wasn't as lucky as the room was empty and within those slow seconds, she felt a force against her back push her forward into the elevator until her chest was pressed tightly against the wall. She cried sharply as her head was tugged back, the firm grasp he had over her body was too much for her to bear. James would have never made such a forceful attempt in making her uncomfortably exposed, especially in a public setting where anyone can witness the event unfolding. The tone in Manny's voice sent shivers down her spine as he was slightly annoyed from the chase. But she knew just by how he was roughly keeping her in place that his lust wasn't going to be satisfied anytime soon.<br/>
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<b>"Please don't,"</b> whimpering softly, she pleaded once more, <b>"Manny, don't do this—<i>not here.</i>"</b> Manny overpowered her in strength as he was a much bigger man and her lithe form was no match to the muscles that rippled through his body. He ripped her towel away from her body as she could feel the cool caress of air that surrounded them. Her wrists bound together with his and held over her head as she wriggled beneath his grasp. <b>"No, no, Manny!"</b> It didn't help that the elevator's walls were made of glass and any onlooker was able to have a clear view of what was happening inside. Her breasts flushed against the smooth surface as she jumped slightly in surprise from the sudden spank that coursed through her core. Another hard spank swiftly grazed her bottom until her cheeks flushed with a deep pink and tensed from the sore flesh. He wasn't gentle and he wasn't stopping. What happened next made her fear the anticipation of Manny's plans. Biting down her bottom lip, she stifled a cry as his bulbous head forced its way into her opening and claiming what he thought belonged to him. Inch by inch his cock slid into her tight pussy and harder and harder she bit her lip, not wanting to give him the satisfaction of how involuntarily her body became aroused.<br/>
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</div>The first thrust was always the most difficult to bear as his size was much larger than that of James'. Grace clenched her fists as she could feel his full length invade inside her and his thickness stretched her out more than she could hold. His cock was kept in place for a few seconds longer without moving; he made sure that she could feel him inside of her and know that he wasn't planning on stopping. What seemed like eternity was finally broken through as his shaft begun to pull out of her completely. Grace couldn't even fight back against her soon-to-be father-in-law as there was no escape this time. Her body was fully pinned against the glass wall and her hands secured above her. Her legs were spread apart while Manny made sure he was in control of everything that involved the bride-to-be. As soon as his cock left her completely, a short sigh of relief left her lips before it suddenly was caught in her throat. A sudden thrust forward and his head pierced her inner folds once more—this time, he feverishly pounded into her causing friction between his shaft and her inner walls. She couldn't hold back anymore as a loud cry rang through the elevator. It hadn't moved since they entered as no floor numbers had been pressed. The door had shut as soon as they entered, but it seemed like no one was around to summon it.<br/>
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The punishment for making him chase her down the hall was clearly felt from his rough pounding of her cunt. Her breasts continued to press against the glass as her legs quivered from the onslaught. Incoherent screams and cries continued to flow effortlessly from her mouth until the pleasure rippled from her core. <b>"S-Stop! P-Please!"</b> A loud groan followed by a deep moan left her breathless. The bride was being defiled before her wedding day with the man she thought would be her father-in-law. He was always kind to her and made her feel as though she was part of his family. It used to be pleasant around him and the times when they would all gather to bond were now distant memories. This Manny that was forcing his cock into her was no longer that man in her mind—he was relentless and insatiable. Grace couldn't see him as that same fatherly figure again. The constant hard pounding pushed away her thoughts until all she could think about was how his cock felt deep inside of her. The collision of his hips against her ass, the squelches of their juices mixing, and their lewd noises of heavy panting filled the room. How much more could she take? Would one round be enough? Or did he want to turn her into a hot, needy little mess?<br/>
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Trying to pull her hands away from his iron hold, the dry friction between their skin made her wrists sore from moving them too much. Verbal cries were no longer heard as they were replaced with loud groans and moans as she could feel her slick juices pool with every thrust around his shaft. The deeper he went, the fuller she felt as the orgasm neared. She didn't want to cum. She didn't want him to know that he was able to make her orgasm—harder than what his son was capable of doing. No matter how hard her tears fell from her eyes, her skin held onto a fever as her body was spellbound by Manny's lust. <b>"Mm, Manny!"</b> The pace was consistent as he continued to press further into her, spreading her ass cheeks and her pussy lips; ramming his rod repeatedly until they quivered with a new sensitivity to his roughness. <b>"No Manny! I'm going to… <i>Fuck</i>, I'm going to—,"</b> it was difficult to form words as she was beside herself. Grace could feel the overwhelming pleasure overtake her body until it overflowed everywhere exploding her orgasm hard around his shaft and dribbling onto the floor beneath them.<br/>
<hr class="bbc-hr bbc-hr--3"/><i>for</i> <a class="username" data-user-id="8028" data-username="MadMax" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/8028/">MadMax</a><br/>
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