I told him I was doing it for my benefit, not his. I told him not to use the safe word, or I'd leave. I was surprised exactly how much that turned him...on. I made him tell me what he wanted me to do to him, he hates that, he just wants to be done to, without any input.I didn't even tie him up; he does love being tied up. I even abused his balls (with the whip), he's always been deathly afraid of me doing that. He still was, but he let me do it. However much I tried to make it unpleasant for him,. “Can you go and ask their parents to join us?”“Yes!” She hurried to Jenny and Afia’s parents, asking them to join Scott on the balcony.“We’ll join you shortly,” she said to Jenny.Scott stated his suggestion to both parents, ensuring each he was serious and not playing any games or being disrespectful. Sula added her support to Scott’s suggestion, convincing the mothers, who, in turn, gave their approval to their husbands.The group returned to Jenny and Afia. Her eyes reddened from continued. "First I want to see those perfect little tits," I said and unfastened the clasp at her neck and let her dress fall. They were just as I had imagined. Tiny and tan capped with small brown nipples. I skimmed my hand over them gently and was pleased to see the nipples pucker almost instantly. I led her in front of my floor to ceiling mirror and stood behind her as I covered her tiny tits with my hands and kissed her neck. My thumbs ran back and forth over her hardening nipples as she leaned back. I hiked up the skirt I was wearing and he ripped away my undergarments. He then pulled down his pants, took his already hard cock and rubbed it on my soaking wet vagina. Once he was lubricated with my juices, he pushed into me. This was the only thing he did slow. I could feel every inch enter into me deeply. He pushed as far as he could and then he began to pump me. I rubbed his back and grabbed his ass and we were kissing madly. I saw his face so much lighter than his pics since he was.