And there are some huts set upon the piers on the other side of the waterfall too. I’m sweating in this heat, from walking quite a ways without wate... or food, and the curious force within me is driving me to them, whoever may be inside. I go to the huts that are under the waterfall, refreshed by the mist drifting down. I hear light chatter in this lobby area. To my surprise, there’s a naked woman lounging in the corner, sitting next to a man wearing a thin pair of shorts. They aren’t startled. My whole body is coiled so tightly I hadn’t even realized the feeling beginning in the pit of my stomach. “Shit,” I groan and he pounds me so hard I cum on the spot. My back arches, ass in the air, knees against the cupboards. I’m bending so hard my feet aren’t even on the floor. “Fuck, fuck, fuck! Harder!” I beg, and then he stops. Completely. I almost cry I’m aching for more friction. My inside muscles are throbbing against his cock, tightening over and over as he just stands there. . She deftly grabbed the bottle of lube, squeezing out a fair amount and carefully massaging her butthole with it. Men and women alike took a sharp intake of breath as she slowly slipped a finger against her resistant ass, preparing herself for a much bigger intrusion. By this point, the cougar had left my side. Flirting across the room, she whispered a few words into your fiancées ear, before French kissing her deeply. The cougar drew a line with her tongue from my fiancee's small but perfectly. She hugged me extra hard, I think. Dear Diary, I shoulda wrote that YES YES YES! I love Mommy’s smell. About fifteen minutes later Daddy came inside with a platter of burgers and dogs, and we had the rest of the food all ready. Mommy called them crudit? whatever the heck that is. Daddy was barefooted and had on his dorky Hawaiian bathing suit that came down to his knees, and no shirt on. He has some hair on his chest and of course under his arms, not like Mommy. I notice these.