I bristled at her words having had all I could take for one day of gibes about my height. She must have sensed this because her next comment was spoke... in a low, soothing tone."I'm sorry Luke," she said, "that was intended as a joke not a dig." I guess I'm a bit sensitive about my height." I sighed."After your treatment earlier it's no wonder." Maureen said then smiled, "Still, we can at least do something about the height problem." What's that?" I asked in confusion.She didn't answer me in. And then we were approaching where they broke. They looked huge and I wondered if we would be sucked under. What would happen to Mom?My father screamed loud enough to be heard over the crashing waves. "Row hard, and when I say 'now, ' pull in your oar."My muscles strained and I gritted my teeth as I rowed as hard as I could. Dad kept looking over his shoulder, also rowing at a fast pace."Now!" he yelled and brought his oar into the boat. I did the same. "Hold on, everyone!"The boat rose as if. I pounded into her as hard as I could. It seemed that she came with every other stroke, though I was beyond caring. I felt like I could fuck her like this all day, and set out to do just that.By the time I felt my cum boiling and rushing for release, I could hear her screaming at the top of her lungs, as squirt after squirt of cum escaped her pussy and shot around my cock, to hit my stomach.I didn't think it possible, but I found a stroke that allowed me to pound even harder into her. Very few. I think I meant to give her permission; sometimes, when I know I'm supposed to say no but I really want to say yes, I just don't answer, and when someone does what they want, I let them continue. Her hands reached to my chest, her thin fingers with long, painted fingernails slipped under my bikini top. It didn't have strings, so she had to pull it off of me. But with a tug, she yanked it over my tits, and I raised my arms so she could completely remove it from me.I was standing there now,.