Whatever this stuff is, it has the thickness and texture of cottage cheese. What did I do?”
The sap must’ve turned to hardened glue after it dried… XXX Just to make sure the flower’s canal is clean, I finger the tight and very warm hole in the center of the petals to make sure no more of that filth is still up in there. It didn’t want to remain attach to the stalk because it wanted to leave inside of the sex organ it was made to live inside of… I’d also like to plant those testicle-looking fruits before they rot or dry out… “The flower is me and I am the flower,” I say softly, smiling as I caress my way from my flower’s puckered pussy hole to the slick underside
