When they were finally settled, I said, "My name is Charles Johnson or Chuck Johnson. I am with the U.S. Marshal's Service. We are here to define what... each of our responsibilities are and how we will interact. I'm sure that by the time we leave, we will all be satisfied."I went for the big book with pages marked and statutes marked. "First, I will read some statutes that I and the Marshal's Service must live by. When I've read all the statutes that pertain to our meeting, I will address each. I finally got off the bed and undressed, before getting back on and placing my head at his crotch. As I licked his cock and balls the sounds emanating from him became guttural. His long foreskin totally fascinated me, as it slid back and forth over his moist and odorous dick-head.I then began the arduous task of attempting to swallow his entire dick. It took a good few minutes, but I did manage to accommodate him balls-deep. When I lifted my head to breathe Henry had a total look of wonder on. He sighed. All he could do was hope, do the yearly tests and try to live a more healthy life. He was retired, early he admitted, because of a company downsizing, he was in low average health and now, he was divorced for all intents and purposes. The judge would basically rubber stamp the uncontested divorce and in 30 days it would be over. Yep, twilight of his career, twilight of his health, and twilight of his marriage and fittingly, he sat here in the twilight of another day. Just as he was. As if on cue a deep bellow, grumbled out of the barn back shed.Carefully smeared, assiduously protected, specially chosen for her diminutive size and shape, her adventurous and undying quest for pastures new and exciting, Edie was helped onto the stool. She took a long deep breath, Jed, her proud father looking on, both of them knowing that wasn’t necessary, he’d completed all of his tasks and pointed out the dangling, clear plastic tube, reminding Edie she had no need to fear. “Aa’ll be right.