Now in his forties he had married four times but none had lasted more than a couple of years. His constant travelling and lack of fame had been too mu...h pressure.Generally he enjoyed being his own person. Always something of a loner he never was much of a mixer and, frankly, he thought most of the people in the music industry were too far up themselves to bother with.Mostly it was, listen to the tapes, do the gig, and slip back home to hang out on the deck overlooking the ocean. He didn't even. Sam did not come out to greet us when Marine Two set down on the Cottage lawn. There was no reason for him to do so, but the simple fact that he didn’t meant he was too wrapped up in whatever they were dealing with to walk out front. Sheila and Jennifer hit it right off and she was whisked away to meet the children, have a snack, walk around the most famous home on Earth, and generally be treated like royalty.Sam met me in the Situation Room.“Thomas. Welcome back to Washington. I hope you got. It meant that he carried a special burden, and had a special purpose in life. Himself, he was but a man of God, as was his brother. They both had their reasons to walk this path. He felt reassured now, and he troubled his mind with such thoughts no more.They walked in silence from then on, until their legs were sore and their throats dry. In the middle of the night, with nothing but the stars to shine upon their eyes reveling in their divine solitude, the Pilgrim stopped walking and gestured. He kept his mouth tight around my cock as he swallowed over and over. Finally I was done. He let my cock fall from his mouth, wiping his lips with his hands.I felt like a limp noodle after that!"That was quite a load, Billy," he said as he rubbed my chest lightly and ran his fingers over my slick and sensitive cock.I told him, "I hope you liked it, I sure did!" I could tell that," he replied as he moved to the foot of the table. He leaned over me and licked my sticky shaft again and then kissed.