That day she had to leave for a meeting, we had to get things done, I would have to be satisfied with a hand job, at least until she came back. She ke...t stroking my cock telling me she would be thinking of me during her meeting, that she would come as soon as possible, how she wants me to fuck her from behind the minute she gets back home. Still stroking my cock I was going crazy thinking of what would happen in a few hours. I reached down to her pussy, it was wet like hell. The moment I. It was obvious that she wasn’t going to say anything about the cold, but being a man of the desert, he knew what she was feeling. He pulled off the sleeveless, hood desert cloak that he wore and wrapped her in it. She spoke a quiet ‘thank you,’ then he lifted her chin and looked her in the eyes. He was ready to speak to her, and he wanted her to pay attention to what he would say at this meeting. ‘The desert is not a friendly place, Lady. What are you doing out here, when you should be behind. ..” “Sure thing, sis” They both went into their room in somewhat of a rush. Leaving their mother in the kitchen. She was just sitting there, drinking a cup of soda and, for once, not thinking about her humongous 36DD breasts and how many men would kill for them right now. Then the phone rang. “Hello?” “Layla? Oh hi, is me, Jody” The voice on the other end of the phone belonged to her high school friend who had kept in touch with her. “Wow! I haven’t heard you. Cassie gave me a strong pouty face but as soon as I poured a glass and handed it to her, she eagerly took it and bottomed it.“Told you.” I laughed as I poured another glass and handed it across her to Candace. Candace quickly finished it and I poured both girls another glass.With each glass, the girls got more flirty and touchy. Cassie was basically jerking me off through my pants and Candace’s hands were roaming all over Cassie’s legs and arms. Cassie would occasionally lean over to kiss me.