.We moved to the bed and positioned in 69. She started sucking like a lollipop. Was sucking very hard, meanwhile I was licking her pussy and tongue fu...king. It was cleanly shaven and nice and juicy pink pussy. Outside it was little dark pussy lips. It was so wet and leaking. I drank her wet juices.. salty but tasty. She had orgasm already. I wanted to enter her pussy so badly and pleaded. Then she lied on the bed and i came on top and inserted my dick into her pussy. It was bit tight for me.. .So, if it's not a parasitic plant, there's a chance that it's likely just carnivorous. Carnivorous plants like the pitcher plant and Heliamphora use their nectar's sweet scent to lure in insects and small vertebrates, then the smooth wax lining the cupped leaf makes the prey slip into a pool of digestive enzymes that converts them into a solution of amino acids, peptides, ammonium, and urea. But the weird thing about the skirted phallic arum inside of me is that the petals were facing downward. As I sat in a small bar in a pub I thought back on my life and how it had brought me a Fifty + year old crossdresser to this place and time. Back in the late 70s and early 80s many the top shelf magazines were full of “lipstick lesbians” dressed in sexy satin and lace lingerie in various poses so when I got hold of some of those magazines the connection was made between feminine beauty, kissing, tongues, sex, satin and same sex love so all that was to follow in my life seemed to follow on from. I found I really enjoyed being with older women in their forties like me, there were no “issues” because most of them were married. I became very picky about whom I slept with. I only dated women who were attractive, well dressed and well groomed, refined and polite, and showed they had class. They were all more experienced lovers, so soon my bed partners were almost exclusively women over 40/50 like me.Then one night my life changed for the better. I decided to really step over the line. There.