But for these two lovers, neither can agree that that is entirely true. It started out easily enough with her taking watch at the Purgatory gate and g...aciously welcoming the new incoming souls. And then he showed up, taking watch over his own gate. She found it strange though that when he would snap at her for taking his damn souls or would growl in annoyance and flash the whites of his teeth that rather than feeling frightened, she was….intrigued, to say the least. Maybe she was a bit screwed. Her moans started to get louder than mine as she tasted my cum rushing into her waiting mouth. She grabbed my ass and pushed my cock as far as she could into her mouth till the last drop of cum left my cock. I was speechless as she took her mouth away and leaned back on her heels wiping her mouth. ‘You taste so good John, I love your cum,’ she said as she looked up at me with a devilish smile on her face. ‘How did you get so good at that? You’re the best I’ve ever had.’ ‘Practice makes perfect.. How are you?" "I'm well, happy to see some sun. Needed some coffee before I went to classes." "Same here." I looked at my phone to see if Brett had texted me back. "You weren't with Brett last night were you? She probably told me a dozen times what her plans were, but I completely forgot. Haven't heard from her yet today." "Oh yeah, she was over at my place till late, then went home around midnight, I think. I'm sure she's still asleep, you know her," she said. "I figured. You all do anything. Ma had perfected her meatloaf so it could be eaten hot or cold and never leave any greasy aftertaste in the mouth, like so many did. A chef from Oklahoma City bought her recipe that same day right after the judging. But then and there Ma was on pins and needles as she waited for the judging to begin. Next to her God and her family, her cooking was the most important thing in her life."Oh Walter, I do so hope I didn't add too much sage. Do you think it looks attractive? You know how much food is.