I was donning my jacket to cover my ass,When down the chimney Santa came with a crash.His suit was all smelly with perfume galore,He looked like a bum...and he smelled like a whore.“That was some brothel” he said with a smile”The reindeer are pooped, and I’ll just stay here awhile.He walked to the kitchen; himself poured a drink,Then whipped out his pecker and pissed in the sink.I started to laugh, my wife smiled with glee,The old boy was hung nearly down to his knee.Back in the den, Santa. I told her that I was going to go order one and fuck the hell of her up with my rock hard penis. I talked dirty and kept complimenting on how sexy that Hmong actress was. It made my wife mad so she teared off her shirt and said ‘What am I?HUH? Is she really better than me????She took off her clothes and grabbed my hair and pulled my face to her pussy. She said ‘Can’t you smell this huh????Can you feel it???It’s fucking wet just for you. She also said, ‘You’re my husband but won’t fuck me for. Still, she remained quite surprised everytime she looked down between her legs and saw a vagina, let alone thebreasts that impeded her view of her genitals.Her new found femininity really began to sink in as she walked into herinitial exam at the prison, where she was asked to strip naked by a nurseand subsequently given a full body exam by a male doctor. When he squeezedher breasts, she got a full body chill, and when he examined her vaginashe wondered briefly what it would be like to be with. The new Emir's attitude to women was totally in keeping with what the Chief Eunuch thought right and proper for the rules of Kobekistan, when he demanded and got respect from Djamilla and even threatened to have her whipped. The he humiliated her by using her front and rear orifices ceremonially and demanding that she clean him afterwards with her mouth.Davina, the second wife had been a great favourite of the Emir Ibrahim in his youth, and he had married her when she presented him with a son..