Because I've long suspected that he might not mind." What? You mean Mr. Clarke is gay?" Couldn't you tell? Of course, I've known him for years. Natura...ly, LordBlackthwaite never had a clue."I was stunned. "What did he say?" He was terribly embarrassed, but he admitted he was intrigued by theidea of dating a pretty boy in a dress. In fact, that was his clue thatLisa might be male. For the first time, he found himself physicallyattracted to a person who appeared to be female, and now he knew. And she meant it, telling me later how she had craved the feeling she gets when she sucks me in front the mirror, watching herself sucking white cock. She admitted that the craving became so strong that had we not reunited for several more weeks she would have been unable to resist sucking another white man, even if he was ugly. I didn’t need to ask who it would have been. She grasped my cock, wrapped her fingers then lips around it and with her lips tightly clamped around my cock tip, gently. She then threw a small bottle of lube of the bed. Miranda then laid back on the bed and spread her legs apart. I got the clue. I sat next to her and began kissing and licking her body again. At least that was some fun. She handed me the plug. I squeezed some lube on it and positioned it by her asshole. She was still talking on the phone! As she said something about her husband on the phone, I inserted the plug in her ass. She lifted her legs, the plug fit in well. That was it for me. I was. Everyone looked at her and wondered what was going on, she wore a trench coat and latex boots could be seen, but nothing else. Lara knew that something was up, but kept silent. Her granddaughters followed suit as Tracey explained that she was going out and would be back after dinner. She dropped $20 on the table and told them to order some pizza or Chinese food. ‘Save some for me, okay my little sluts,’ Tracey said, kissing both of her daughters. Everyone in the room knew that she wasn’t.