"Oh, mummy," I said. "Santa thinks I'm a little girl!"Mummy was crying a little bit, too. "What about your stocking, Beverly?"she said. "Look in your ...tocking."I picked up the woollen stocking and emptied it onto the floor. Therewas an orange, an apple, a tube of Smarties, and an envelope. Inside theenvelope was a piece of paper. It was the letter I had written to SantaClaus."Dear Santa, I have tried to be X good . As you know, I'm really a boy,but I have to be a girl until next Summer. I don't. I was having sexual trysts with J. years before Lola and I met. I started having an affair with him when I was still married to my ex. We met online, each looking for a gay or bi-sexual, cross dressing man. We made a date for my house, midmorning. I was foreplaying myself for hours that morning getting ready to wrap my lips around a cock in panties. I shaved my legs, my panty area, stomach, chest and arms. I put on my gloves first to dress in my favorite cum slut lingerie. I painted my lips. I pressed there for some time and I wanted to see it directly. I carefully lowered her panty front little and looked there. Even in the moonlight, I can see the thick black hair, I carefully smelled there and kissed.That smell was intoxicating, I reached my maximum erection, felt like I will release myself even without doing any hand shake. Anyway, I was careful about her breathing changes, the moment she turned another side, I left the room and did a proper masturbation.Next day morning, I. I felt like I was in heaving and my cock completely engulfed in her hot pussy, she lifted her legs more and then locked her ankles behind my waist while I slowly traced my right hand from her left knee down to her ass to the point where I could feel my cock go in and out, as my middle finger became wet.I slowly pushed it in her asshole ooh maaaa, never done that, ooohhh feels nice, but please take it out” she said but I left it there but slowly started to push it in and out, after a couple of.