That was all the confidence that I needed I picked up my pace and begin truly fucking her. The silence of the night was punctuated with the sound of o...r bare flesh slapping together as I slammed my hard young cock deep into her cunt. I watched as her tits shook with every thrust. I realized that I would never be able to look at my mother the same way again, but I didn't care. I was fucking her and that's all that mattered.The back of the bed knocked into the wall as I fucked my mother as hard. Or maybe she'd be out by the pool, in that little bikini she liked, bright blue with the thong back wedged tight between her round tanned ass cheeks, her top untied if she was on her stomach. Right outside on the big patio, right outside my window, and I'd jerk off looking at her.She was the most beautiful woman in the world, so far as I could tell. A few inches shorter than me, like 5'3" maybe and thin, but not skinny, she was nice and soft and round, and all of a hundred pounds I bet. Mom had. As soon as I found one with people my age in it, I slunk into the warm water and introduced myself to the group of girls there. I found out their names were Dana and Nigel, two teens from Canada who came on the boat with their families and each other as a couple. Dana was a fairly attractive mid-height girl with a tiny waist and a favorable pair of legs which told me she hit the gym quite often and Nigel was a strongly-built hockey player at his high school. After a little while of getting to. I was suddenly thinking some very horrible thoughts about my daughter. I knew that Chloe liked boys, although she always acted as if she didn’t like them, at least in front of me. We’d had the birds and bees chat a couple of years ago and were pretty open with each other about her feelings. Ever since her mother died, I knew that I would have to try to be her confidant. I had to try to take her mother’s place. I popped 4 slices of bread into the toaster and pushed the lever down. Chloe looked.