Someone told Diego about work in eastern Washington picking apples and he decided to try his luck. For weeks after he left I found I missed him. I mis...ed his bright outlook, his joy in life and his friendship. Ten months passed, and one Friday around mid-day Diego knocked on my door. He was returning from an extended visit to his home in Mexico and was on his way back to Washington. We talked and then he asked if he could leave his things at my place while he went and looked up some old. “It’s April twenty-first, a year to the day since the first time I laid eyes on you, and I realized this morning that I’d forgotten a promise I made to you.”“No, you haven’t! You’ve kept every single promise you’ve ever made!”He smiled gently and tugged her braid, pulling her close to him. “Except one. I failed to keep one promise.”She shook her head. “I...”“I promised to give you a stripe for every day that you were away from me, and by my calculations, we still have one hundred and fifty to. I fisted my hot girl until she came all over my hand; when I took it out it was shiny with her pussy-juice and and there was plenty to lick off. She wanted some too, and let her tongue run over my fingers to lap up her sweet honey.We lay in a crumpled heap on the floor, sticky and wet and still thrilling from our orgasms. The film had stopped by now and it felt like we were all alone again.Soon, however, she reminded me that Mr Harris had brought me here for a reason and she asked me to get. I was sucking like a slut and he was using my mouth like a whore.Somewhere around the 10 minute mark, the thought entered my head that I was sucking off my friends dad. This cock had fucked a pussy and cum inside a lady that had given birth to my friend.Instead of being turned off, I sucked his dick with renewed passion. It was noisy and saliva was leaking from my mouth around the base of his knob shaft. His read was rolled back and the moaning continued.Out of nowhere, he pulled me up, spun me.