**Chapter 7: "Interrupted by Desire"**

As we stood there, trying to make sense of the complicated situation, the door burst open and six voluptuous big dick black women strode in. They were all tall, with curves that seemed to go on for miles, and their confident strides commanded attention. Rina's eyes widened in shock, and my mother's eyes locked onto mine, a mixture of excitement and uncertainty. I felt a rush of adrenaline as the women approached us. The first woman, who seemed to be the leader, smiled and said, "We've been watching you three for a while now. We couldn't help but notice the... interesting dynamic you have going on here." Without warning, she reached out and bent me over the bed, my face pressed into the mattress. She quickly followed, her big dick sliding into me with ease. I felt a rush of pleasure as she started fucking me. The second woman moved towards Rina, who let out a shocked yelp as she was pushed onto the bed. The woman's big dick slid into Rina's mouth, and she started fucking her face. The third woman turned her attention to my mother, who seemed frozen in shock. The woman grabbed my mother's head and forced her into a deepthroat, my mother's eyes watering as she tried to handle the large cock. The fourth woman grabbed my mother and started putting her in a mating press with one of the other women. The fifth and sixth women moved towards Rina, who was still trying to handle the cock in her mouth. They started spit roasting her, their cocks glistening with saliva as they moved in and out of her. The room was filled with the sounds of groaning, fucking, and slapping skin. The three women - Rina, my mother, and I - were barely able to handle the big black cocks, but the six women seemed to be handling us with ease. As I looked up, I saw my mother being pressed into the mattress by the fourth woman, her face contorted in a mixture of pleasure and pain. Rina was being spit roasted, her eyes closed in ecstasy. I was being fucked by the first woman, my body responding to the sensations. The room was chaotic, but somehow, it felt like we were all connected, our bodies moving in sync as we tried to handle the onslaught of desire.