They were but parts of a greater whole and the power that joined them was a physical joy.Brushing aside such silly nonsense she pulled herself togethe... and headed back to the office.As she got ready for bed Jasmine wondered if she was going to dream again. She wasn't quite sure if she wanted to. Oh, sure, she'd give practically anything for another of those orgasms, albeit that she'd been asleep at the time, but there was a fear there as well. Did she want it too much? She had never experienced. Eventually, Biologist Robert "Dick" Siskin decided to try and kill two birds with one stone, by using the excess amount of males in the human population to fix the lack of females. Siskin developed a procedure that could turn a human male into a "pseudo-woman" by converting the body to become more feminine and converting the anus to be a pseudo-vagina by giving access to a working womb and making it more of a sex organ than simply removing waste. Siskin's procedure had a lot of negative. Demi was lost in a haze of lust and desire as Santa fucked her ass harder than he had fucked her pussy or face. It was a fucking she had long dreamed of, but until now, had never experienced. Santa tugged at her clit, pulled her air, and pounded her ass.“I’m going to cum in your ass!” growled Santa.“Yes! Yes! Yes!” squealed Demi.Santa pulled Demi’s hair hard, forcing her to arch her back as he filled her ass with his spunk. Ropes of thick, sticky cum filled her anal cavity as her pussy coated. I carried my tray over and sat down. Christine slid in beside me. Sheila looked curious, but said nothing. Upon closer inspection, she wore an unusual expression. The closest I could describe it was interested tranquility. After her tension on Wednesday, it was a welcome change. I glanced at Christine, who followed my gaze and showed a trace of a smile. That was something to chew on. At the moment, I asked what Sheila had ordered. She told me figs were in season. She had ordered a plate of fig.