The next couple of days I did some DIY jobs around Mrs Watson’s property. They were minor things, but it helped me to keep my mind away from other t...ings. In the evening I would have a meal with Mrs Watson, then enjoy her company with a bottle of beer on her porch, just sitting there in the quiet of the night just looking up at the stars. “Are you ready to go home, George,” She said.“Tomorrow afternoon Mrs Watson,” I said.I got up early on Sunday morning, looking out the window, Heavy clouds. " But still he's going to kill me, for he loves me, and he thinks I wassleeping with Pompey's son." Tell him all that as we have planned, and express your love for him,I'm sure he's going to be sparing us all, once he hears that Cleopatraloves him."In just the time, Caesar starts making hummed noises; Cleopatra caresseshim very lovable, and kisses him on his forehead. He slowly startsgaining his consciousness, he eyes goes write onto Cleopatra, sitting onthe bed beside him and her guard,. There was a light on in their room, and, as I crouched down, I could see them under the covers, and it was obvious that he was up over her and they were making love. He was going up and down in a very unmistakeable manner. The moaning was also hard to ignore, they were fucking, that was for sure.Well, I tightened my legs to postpone my need to go pee and watched for a while. Soon, the pressure from my bladder was replaced with a tingle in my panties. Oh, yes, I was getting turned-on.Then, I. Not fat, but not slim like Kate's by any means. As she approached the couch she dropped to her knees in front of me, and with a quick jerk and a little help from me, my shorts were on the floor next to me.Then Beverly wrapped her fingers around the base of my cock, and in one smooth motion took my entire length down her throat. I was already rock hard. I hadn't had a woman in months. The only thing that kept me from shooting off right away was the fact I had been masturbating the last few.