I decided to play a mental game and guess the color of her undergarments for those nights. I pleased myself more than twice after Karen turned the li...hts off.However, last night was different. I had planned to have a dinner after Karen gave the weekly show, I was already in pajamas when I went to my studio and this time I decided to draw her in my favorite position, in her pair of panties and the same color bra, which for that night I had guessed it was going to be purple.Like a clock, 6:09. I tried tothink of some excuse for what I had been wearing; a lost bet, a hazingritual for a fraternity, but nothing that I sputtered made sense. Trentwasn't listening to my babbling anyway."Look Josh, you like wearing women's clothing, that's ok," he said,shushing me. "If it makes you happy, then I'm ok with it. I'm sorry ifmy finding out hurt you but you have to believe me when I say that yoursecret is safe with me."I tried to choke back my sobs but it was difficult. Of course my secretwas. By now her lips were well separated and I hesitated and wondered what to do next. Obviously I tried to mimic what she had done to me, undoubtedly I would put on a far inferior performance. I began by teasing her lips with my tongue further separating her pussy. Suddenly I was confronted with the first pussy juice of my life. Initially it was an acidic sensation but soon changed to a more silky and slightly sweet. All the while her profound aroma was entering me. She was not long from orgasm. She gave me a thoroughly effective interrogation, though her smile throughout showed that she wasn't against the relationship. Her main reservation, surprisingly was not age, nor even how short a time we had known each other, but the difference in our heights.Once the initial shock had worn off Lucy and her father, questions rained in thick and fast. How much would I charge for the workshop/studio, how would I stock the shop, who would run it, who would live in the flat...I tried to answer the.