What I mean is we never talked. It was like we had to have sex to fill in the silences." I see. What happened to Chloe?" Well, when my problem came up...- or actually stayed down, if you'll forgive the expression, she split." And what did that suggest to you?" That she wanted regular sex and I wasn't providing it?" So your relationship was entirely based on sex?" I suppose it was, now you say it." And how do you feel about that?" Great! I mean what man wouldn't? No complications, no emotional. I WAITED WITH ANTICIPATION!She then looked at me as if to say, "I shouldn`t ask but i need some help",and thats when a kind of panic set in as i was still sporting a full erection, and it was getting harder by the second watching her adjust her tights, her look was one of sadness and helplessness that she couldn`t do the simplest of women things, so without a word said i nodded to her that i`d help and had and went over to her.I walked behind "Dotty" and as i did so i reached inside my pants. She said “baby don’t do that, I pee from there, its dirty….come here naa”But I said “none of your body parts are dirty enough to stop me from licking them”….she argued for a minute before surrendering to my made up mind. I inserted one finger in her vagina and was obstructed by something. I knew this was her hymen and did want to break it with my finger. So I came to her face kissed her and asked her “can you lick my penis to give me pleasure?”She readily agreed, but later found out that it was. My course tutor was a lady of around 50, and short dark hair lovely rounded breasts, well made thighs, and a bottom that just said mmmmmmmm.She always dressed with a blouse, that showed her breasts, off, and a skirt just above the knee, with tan stockings or tights, with a nice heeled shoe.The last class of the week on Friday afternoon was her,s and my fellow students just said ah well the weekend starts early and never turned up, so it was just Mrs Cameron and me .Well anyways this continued.