Grace was pleading with her future father-in-law,  to stop his sinful advances. The bride was a forbidden fruit for the groom's dad, and it was obvious that Manny coveted her. His slow seduction had begun from the hotel lobby and was about to reach its crescendo. She was going to be his prize, a trophy to proudly flaunt his conquest. She tried to wriggle from his grasp, but his large hands gripped the sides of her svelte waist, not letting her back away. The movement of their naked bodies, made her soft folds rub against his throbbing length. His cock and her pussy inadvertently stimulating each other.<br/><br/>"Yes, Grace. We can do this. It feels so good, and no one will know. A beautiful secret that we will share for the rest of our lives." Manny tried to convince her, though deep down, he knew that his desire was depraved. "Your wedding is tomorrow, to James, my son." He repeated. "You are going to be my beautiful daughter-in-law, future mother of my grandkids." He whispered, realizing the lack of any protection between them. His potent manhood was bare, probing her young naked slit, skin to skin.<br/><br/>She tried to cover her exposed chest with her arms, but not before he caught a nice glimpse of her heaving mound, her tits were round and perky, crowned with rose buds. His rough hands wanted to reach and touch her breasts, grab them, squeeze them, knead them, savor the softness. But he did not want to let go of her hips, his thick fingers starting to massage her plump buttocks.<br/><br/>"You don't have to face anyone at the wedding, Grace. Because, you know what happens between us tonight, will stay within the walls of this honeymoon suite." She had admitted that the room they were sharing tonight, was likely going to be the honeymoon suite after the wedding. Was the Groom's dad going to consummate the marriage, before the groom? She had looked embarrassed when admitting that this was the special room. The blush lining her pretty cheeks told him that she had revealed a secret, something that was to be shared by the bride and the groom only. The symbolism of their intimate position and sinful act was not lost upon them.<br/><br/>Her one hand grasped his rugged shoulder for leverage to stand, but his strong hands gripped tighter, his thick fingers digging into her naked butt cheeks, not letting her get up. She did manage to lift her hips a little, giving him enough space to position the engorged tip of his thick rod against her tight entrance. He pulled her back firmly and felt her soft pink lips spread around his dark mushroom head.<br/><br/>She gasped his name and said "Please". Was she pleading him to stop or begging him to continue. It was all so confusing. Not that he intended to stop. Manny was going to go all the way. Her incessant pleas were not going to deter his lustful advances. "Fuck, you feel so soft and smooth down there, Grace. So tiny." He grunted with pleasure as he felt her greedy lips engulf his throbbing head.<br/><br/>Then his muscular hips pushed upwards forcefully, feeling his shaft penetrate her flower. She felt snug, he could feel the resistance of her tight walls as his head pushed inside, and he rammed harder. A few  thrusts, before her walls stretched around his girth and Manny's cock slid inside Grace's pussy. Not a little or halfway, but all the way, until his heavy hairy balls pressed against her pale butt cheeks. The father-in-law was balls deep inside his son's bride.