I couldn’t face them together again. I was scared. I was afraid of losing my wife, afraid of being humiliated, afraid of receiving a beating from Br...d. You name it, I was scared of it happening. So like a complete pussy I just went home, changed into sweat pants and a t-shirt, made myself a drink and sat on the couch waiting for Beth to return.I can’t begin to tell you all of the terrible things going through my mind while I sat there waiting. I pictured Beth and Brad in every position. Will you fuck me"I pulled her up and pushed her on her hands and knees, pushing her face on the bed and opening her legs and lifting her arse up.. I knelt behind her and guided my thick hard cock to her dripping pussy. I held my cock and rubbed the tip, which was dripping with precum, on her clit.. massaging it.. circling it... teasing it... before ramming my cock head between her lips and into her tight teen pussy... "oohh fuck" I murmured as I felt how tight she is.. I had only ever fucked. He would never remember his life before this. As far as he knew this was the beginning. It mirrored exactly what I had gone through sixty-eight years earlier, and I remembered it well and knew what to do.I got down on my hands and knees and began slowly crawling towards him. He was unsure how to take this. I was careful not to seem threatening, but also not submissive. He had to know who was boss.At one point he scrambled a bit, further into the corner, and in the process moved the blankets. My face is taller, but with no blemishes whatsoever across my entire head. I got lucky there, I suppose, compared to most other teenagers. My hair is black and styled, slicked upwards, with a fade down the side. One notable thing about me is my foot size. I wear a size 14 shoe. You know, I normally don’t believe the ‘foot size’ myth, but for me, I think it applied. At this age, my cock may have been somewhere around 8-9 inches. At this time, I was living with my parents and 2 sisters. One.