She spooned more water on the hot stones, sending another burst of steam upward, then put one foot on the bench opening her legs so wide that the guys...could see her tantalising womanhood in every detail. The dark haired one spoke in a soft Scottish accent and asked if nudity was allowed and Amanda replied that we hadn’t seen any signs to the contrary. This instantly revealed that she was an American and it was the mixed race guy with the coffee coloured skin that asked the inevitable silly. I can use the practice anyway." The words came out haltingly but her voice was beautiful."See? I have no problem understanding. And you have a beautiful voice. Kinda reminds me of a sultry, spring day."This made her blush all the way down her neck, but it also put a huge smile on her face. We continued to talk until I heard my mom yell my name calling me in for dinner. As I stood to leave, I turned so she could see my face. "I really had a good time talking to you. You think we could do it. .. prose..." Poems?" I smiled at him in the dim glow of the moon far off. "Tell me one." Oh no, I can't ... I don't remember any," he said, giving me apologetic eyes, teasing me softly."Ohhhh..." I gave him a look. "You can't bring me out here and tell me you write poetry and not tell me one!" I giggled, "That is so wrong!" I uh, okay ... I wrote something a month ago and I..." He swallowed hard. "I've been trying to memorize it in case, uh..." In case you got some girl out here alone?" I. " Janet said, introducing the woman.Miranda was the largest of all the women and very, very cute. She weighed about two hundred pounds but wore it very well. Her breasts were large and full and her huge, thick nipples poked out lewdly from behind her blouse. Miranda had thick, meaty thighs and wide hips with a full lush ass. Only her bright smile outshined her long, golden hair.Maria liked her right away and thought that she would probably make a perfectly filthy lover. She was right."Oh! Your.