I am just over 5ft 6 tall and I have a slim figure. The major exception to my otherwise ordinary look is my breasts. I have a nice large rack, that is...still firm and with plenty of bounce. I often wear tight or low cut tops to accentuate my tits. My ass is also still firm, but quite big, filling my jeans or shorts out perfectly. I had gone on some dates after my divorce, but none of them had been very successful. Most of these ended in a quick, unsatisfying fuck and then that was it.I live out. She didn't seem to notice. "I've been making homebrew." I opened my mouth but she shushed me. "I'll explain in a minute, I promise, but first we need to drink. Together, ready? One, two, three..."My thought was to humour her. We'd been the two left standing at the end of plenty office nights out and I knew we could match each other most of the way down a tequila bottle. One shot of spirit wasn't going to kill me even at lunchtime. Together we knocked the drinks back and slammed our glasses down. I was fingering her arse also and she was stuffing herself with the dupatta in her mouth. I lifted her up in the air and was ass fucking her in flying position and threw her on the bed. I fell on her and I lay exhausted. She hugged me and was kissing my chest. She hugged me tightly and I started sucking her boobs.She was satisfied with the fuck but after some time my boner brother started to rise again. She started giving me a blowjob and she rode on me. I saw the horny side of her. She was. MILK ME LIKE A COW! SUCK MY TITTIE HARD! SUCKME! MILK ME! YES, I’M ALMOST THERE! NOW GO INSIDE! FUCKME, FUCK ME HARD! YA! YA! I’M GOING TO CUM! I’M CUMMING!YA! CUUMMMMINNNG!”Inga exploded in ecstasy, as did I. After catching out breath; “That was very nice,” shesaid. “You have learned your lessons vell. I’ll see youtomorrow.”Sex might be fun and games, but with Inga there were nogames, it was all fun. I didn’t realize it at the time.