Her right hand was on her computer keyboard typing dirty to her online lover, Marcus. On screen, I could see their 3D avatars, naked and fucking. Mand..., Carol’s beautiful, young, blonde avatar with the perfect body, was bent over the back of a chair while her well-endowed, muscular, black lover Marcus was pounding her virtual pussy hard.Marcus didn’t know that sexy young “Mandy” in actuality was an overweight, middle-aged mom of three with sagging tits. Carol had told him she was twenty-two,. That’s when she decided to come to Mumbai. I was already living in Mumbai. My mother didn’t object to it as Zyra was going to live with me in my 1BHK apartment. I was not very happy about it, but I couldn’t deny my mother’s request. I picked up my sister from the domestic airport and took her to my apartment. Since I had only one room, Zyra and I decided to share the bed.Few days passed, and things were going on smoothly. Zyra was busy attending interviews/auditions by various modeling. She asked me to help her to remove it. I sat down in front of her and tried to remove it, but in vain. I got closer to her and started using my teeth to untangle it. While I was trying to untangle it, I caught her hips. The soft curves were in my hand. I squeezed them hard. I slowly moved the tangled part from side to the front ahead of her pussy, using my mouth. There was small hole near the part where you tie the petticoat. When I moved it to the front, her pussy hair was visible. She wasn‟t. ”“And what opportunity is that?”“You know.” She held his gaze defiantly. “We’re in the eye of the storm. My gods have abandoned me and cursed me with some madness in their going. The mad idea that I could have some last touch of life before you Romans sell me into slavery and living death. You know. The question is, do you have the courage to act on what you know, philosopher?”Dracontius’ breathing grew heavier. His hardness pressed against her through his leather kilt. He looked like a man.