It was unlocked.The flickering beam of the penlight showed the same well-manicured interior he had seen in the daytime. There was the open guest book....He looked. His was the last name in it. What the hell was he looking for, anyway?Secrets? Hidden trapdoors? Ha! This phony hut was just one more roadside tourist trap. A waste of time.Charlie thought he heard a voice echoing in the distance. Was someone singing?Outside. There was someone outside. In the bright moonlight, a woman was dancing.. Sam lying beside her, whispering "It only gets better, much better," through her own sympathetic cringe when the deed was done, continued softly caressing Grace's breasts with her hand.When Joe cautiously began moving his cock in and out an inch at a time, he watched Grace's face relax. "Ooh," she sighed, music to his ears. She lifted into his stroke, signifying her readiness. Sam returned to mouthing Grace's nipple as Joe's cock sawed with ever lengthening strokes.Beside them on the extra. I was glad the bar was somewhat noisy to drown out the sound. I was throbbing and very wet in no time at all. Now it was his turn to lick my juices. We were called to our table and sat across from each other. I wanted to play with his cock with my feet. Plus I wanted to touch my pussy more and tease him by licking my fingers. A few minutes later another couple was seated near our table. I noticed she too was wearing a nice dress for her man. Then I noticed she was playing with his cock under. I didn’t see Joanne there so I grabbed my phone out of my jacket pocket and dialed her number. It rang once and I headed towards the corner not more than a foot away. I leaned against a huge circular pillar and I was able to hear only slightly better. I felt a breeze on the back of my neck and heard the slap of a coat against the railing next to me where the legs of a man appeared before me through the railing. I could hear my call much clearer now as his jacket seemed to block all the sound.