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Then Bill, Chris, and Sarah made their way towards us, I quickly tried to compose myself, hoping to hide any signs of arousal or guilt. Sarah, on the other hand, had a wicked grin on her face as she introduced Bill and Chris to our group. They both seemed polite and relaxed, though their eyes darted around, taking in our group's appearance. I noticed Lexi applying oil to her tits, trying to get their attention, while Mary kept looking down, probably a bit shy about her nakedness. Sarah then told Bill to call his friends over, and he hollered out towards them, telling them to bring the vodka. I saw the three black men make their way towards us, carrying a bottle of vodka between them. As they approached, I took note of their distinct appearances.

The first one, Abdul, was the tallest of the group, with broad shoulders and a chiseled chest. His skin was a deep, rich brown, and his eyes were a piercing hazel that seemed to look right through you. He had muscular thighs and hips, and I could see that he also had a huge cock.

The second one, Rocco, was the opposite of Abdul, shorter and leaner, with a wirier build. He had a shaved head and a few tattoos on his arms and chest, giving him a slightly menacing look. But when he smiled, his face lit up, and you could see the boyish charm that lies underneath. He also had a huge cock.

The third one, Zazi, was the most intriguing of the three. He was not as tall as Abdul, but not as short as Rocco either. His skin was the darkest of the three, almost a mahogany color, and his eyes were a warm, dark brown that sparkled in the sunlight. His chest was smooth and muscular, with a few tribal tattoos around his shoulders and biceps. And he had the biggest dick of them all. He had a huge cock that hung between his legs like a third leg. The girls couldn't stop staring at it.

As they reached us, they introduced themselves to our group, and we all exchanged pleasantries. I could feel the tension in the air as we all sized each other up, wondering what the night would bring. As we all sat around in a big circle, I couldn't help but notice the way the girls were looking at Abdul, Rocco and Zazi. They were practically drooling over them. They told us that they were from Morocco. They had a thick accent, but they spoke English fluently. They were all in their mid-twenties, and they worked as construction workers. But despite their tough exterior, they were all really nice guys.

Bill and his group didn't drink much, but they tried to get us to drink more. Sam was already quite drunk and was laughing the whole time. The rest of us drank and talked, and it wasn't long before we were all pretty tipsy. As we talked, Kate suddenly stood up and said, "What's the point of wearing these? I feel overdressed here." She then removed her bikini bottom as everyone watched. She sat back down, but in a way that showcased her body. I couldn't help but admire her body once more, and I could tell that the guys were enjoying the view as well. The conversation continued, and the more we drank, the more relaxed we all became. The sun was starting to set, and the beach was calm and deserted. The only sounds were the waves crashing against the shore and our drunken laughter. As the night went on, things started to get a little more heated. The guys were flirting with the girls, and the girls were flirting back. I could feel the sexual tension in the air, and I knew that things were about to get interesting. As we finished the fourth bottle of vodka, Sam was completely wasted. He stumbled inside the tent to get some sleep, leaving us with just the girls and the five guys. Kate and Mary had lost all their inhibitions and were giggling like schoolgirls. Lexi and Sue were already wild and the **** just enhanced their daringness. Sarah had also drunk enough to let go of her inhibitions and not feel guilty about what she wanted to do. I knew we were in for a wild night.

Just then, Bill spoke up. "Who's going over to our tent to bring another bottle?" he asked, looking around the circle.