Oh, when I heard the familiar footsteps of Teacher Du Mu, pulling his slippers and walking around, Uncle Park suddenly leaned towards me limply, and the big sauce block hanged on my shoulder with a bang, pretending to be drunk.
The door slowly opened. My dear Teacher Du Mu was still wearing the thin pajamas and stood at the door with an unhappy look on my face. I supported the drunk uncle Park and walked into the house swaying. Teacher Du Mu closed the door and muttered angrily: Oh, I'll drink it again!
Drink, drink, I just placed Uncle Park on the expensive genuine leather sofa, Uncle Park suddenly cheered up and grabbed a bottle of high-end fruit wine from the coffee table: Boy, come, drink, drink, drink, and have to drink!
Still drinking, are you still finished? What's the good thing about the piss water? Teacher Du Mu came over and was about to grab the bottle, but was pushed aside by Uncle Park's black bear paw and staggered: Get out, fuck, I'm willing to drink, I don't have to worry about it!
Who would like to care about you? Drink, drink, drink to death, drink to death sooner or later, drink to death, hum, drink to death!
Teacher, Lan Hua! I hurriedly held Teacher Du Mu and asked quietly
Teacher Du Mu frowned: Oh, I went crazy, I went crazy again, Oh, this family, look at them, I really have enough of my life!
Teacher, I helped Teacher Du Mu, who was full of resentment, and leaned over with a smile. Teacher Du Mu immediately threw away the displeasure that he had just had with Uncle Park. His hot cheeks showed a delicate smile. He opened his jade mouth and kissed me. I used my palm to push away Teacher Du Mu's thin pajamas, and rubbed his fingers mischievously between Teacher Du Mu's crotch with short underwear: Heesh, teacher, you should rest early!
Hehe, Teacher Du Mu's body trembled slightly, he gently stroked my face with his white hands, and looked at me with affection
Suddenly, Teacher Du Mu sat down on the wide Simmons bed in shock, lifted up his pajamas openly, spread his fat legs, and smiled at me lewdly
I squatted down obediently, pushed away Teacher Du Mu's underwear with my fingers, sucked Teacher Du Mu's pussy quickly with my bloody tongue, and then stood up quietly and patted the passionate Teacher Du Mu: Teacher, wait a while, and wait until Uncle Park dies of drunkenness, we, hehe...
Hehe, Teacher Du Mu smiled lewdly and said: Child, go ahead and take good care of your uncle Park and let him drink less!
Boy, come here and drink! I was standing in the bedroom and secretly spreading love with Teacher Du Mu. I even sucked Teacher Du Mu's pussy unscrupulously. Uncle Park in the living room pulled his hoarse voice and shouted at me stinging. I didn't dare to be intimate with Teacher Du Mu anymore. I reluctantly slapped Teacher Du Mu's eye, and then, while sucking the fingers covered with Teacher Du Mu's vaginal fluid, I reluctantly exited Teacher Du Mu's bedroom.
Uncle Park had already pushed a high-legged glass filled with water and wine in front of me. I raised my hand and deliberately moved my fingertips to Uncle Park's nostrils. I maliciously hoped that he could smell the smell of his wife's vagina from my fingertips. I cursed in my heart: Fuck, let's drink it fuckingly. A minute ago, my wife's pussy was snatched again. On the surface, I pretended to be: No, Uncle, I can't drink it. I have to drive home in a while!
Fuck, deserter, deserter without a plant, uncle Park grabbed my collar and said gritting his teeth:
What home to go home, today, just live at your uncle's house, hum! You, who is uncrossed, want to escape everything, join the army, escape, drink, and want to escape, hum, boy, do you know? If I didn't help you with some care, you can still be so beautiful, drive a high-end car and follow me to eat and drink everywhere? If I didn't have your uncle, you would have to beg for food. I'll tell you, today, if you don't have my uncle, I'll drink it, tomorrow, don't go to work...
Uncle, do it! When I heard Uncle Park’s words, I sat down in depression. Although my arms were so angry that I trembled, I still tried hard to pick up the wine glass: Uncle, do it!
Fuck! Uncle Park finally put away his gloomy face, and the big soy sauce showed a trace of valuable but extremely unnatural smile: Ah, fuck, cool, cool, glory!
Boy, Uncle Park grabbed the bottle of wine again and filled my empty cup again. The topic made me feel uncomfortable to turn to the past that I would never be able to look back on: Boy, tell me, why are you going to be a soldier? Well, isn't it good to be a soldier? Look at me, I've been a soldier for half my life, to be honest, I haven't been enough! However, for Lao Deng's major disarmament, I have to turn to the place
Uncle, when I heard Uncle Park’s question, I had no courage and face to tell me the truth about being absent. In desperation, I started to talk nonsense and talked about the reason for being absent. I saw my shoulders shrugging slightly: Uncle, you are an officer, and you are comfortable and comfortable in the army, of course you won’t be enough, but Uncle, have you ever been a soldier? Do you know how hard it is to be a soldier?
No matter how hard it is, is there still prisoners suffering? Uncle Park asked dissatisfiedly
Almost the same as a prisoner! I answered calmly
What do you say? Park asked
Prisoners are humiliated by discipline, soldiers are bullied by small officials, uncle, what is the essential difference between this and a prisoner?
Who bullies you? Well, which little official bullies you?
The squad leader, the most grassroots squad leader, can bully us soldiers the most!
Oh, how did the squad leader bully you? Well, can you tell me?
Humph, when I heard Uncle Park's words, I felt excited and sighed loudly. I put down my wine glass and said angrily: Uncle, when I arrived at the military airport, the squad leader saw me, as if he had endless revenge with me in his previous life.
Uncle, do you know, my mother never does needlework, she doesn't have that patience, but for me, my mother finally picked up the needlework patiently. My mother was afraid that I would catch a cold in the army, so she got up early and went to bed late to sew a wool vest for me. Uncle, that little vest, not to mention how refined it is, I like it very much as I put it on my body. When I see that little vest, I think of my mother, and when I think of my mother, my body is warm
Well, um, Park nodded in agreement: Yes, yes, your mother is indeed good, although it is not particularly beautiful, but your mother's skin is very good and has a unique fleshiness!...
Damn, I felt very unhappy: What an old slut, I also criticized my mother. I hurriedly interrupted Uncle Park and continued to tell: Uncle, but when I arrived at the army, the squad leader saw the small vest on me, solemnly warned me that there were regulations in the army that those who were in the army were not allowed to wear folk clothes!
Well, it was confiscated. From now on, I never saw that little vest again! Uncle, it was not an ordinary vest. It was full of my mother's love for me!
Hehe, Uncle Park took a sip of wine, then grinned with thick lips and said with a lewd smile: Hehe, boy, where did we talk about it just now, oh, by the way, I remembered it, boy, do you know? In the past, I pursued your mother, but she didn't agree. I introduced your teacher to me! Actually...
Uncle Park stared at red and drunken eyes: Boy, my uncle's favorite is your mother! But your mother thinks that my uncle has poor academic performance and has not been admitted to a genuine university, so she has to enter a military academy with free food, drink, clothing and clothing. Your mother called me a waste of time and always said fuckingly: Good men don't join the army! Humph, do everyone have their own ambitions? Glory! But then again, there is another biggest obstacle between your mother and me, which is also an insurmountable obstacle. It is not the same nation! Alas...
Speaking of this, Uncle Park sighed sadly: Oh, boy, it’s better for your mother. At school, your mother is not only very good-looking, but also the most beautiful when worn. I will never forget that every summer, your mother likes to wear the most popular braj at that time, and always holds an umbrella.
Oh, by the way, your mother also likes to play with cameras. Boy, at that time, how many students could afford a camera? Hum, Rong Guangxi! Not to mention cameras, you have to be careful when eating, but your mother has cameras, and it is said that it is a pretty good imported camera!
Looking at the saliva flowing slowly from the corner of my mouth, I was extremely disgusted: What a big soy piece, you are so fucking Toad wants to eat swan meat. If I were my mother, I would never marry you such a big soy piece.
However, I suddenly felt honored for Uncle Park: Dasheji, you, you, you haven't married my mother, it's a bargain. You secretly enjoy Dasheji. To be honest, my mother only has a beautiful appearance, charming figure and skin that makes you covet. To put it in the words of a Japanese devil, that is, the conscience is very bad! If Uncle Park, you are really combined with my mother, hehe, I dare to bet with you with my head that my mother can torture you to death. In the words of my mother, it is: make your bones not hurt, and your flesh hurts!
Your mother is so... Uncle Park, who knows nothing about her mother's heart, still foolishly fantasizes her mother's clumsy black bear paws imitate her beautiful posture when she took photos of her classmates, and the big sauce block was ridiculously shaking: Stand up, don't blink, oh, okay, I pressed it, it's over! Ah, boy, I've taken a photo with your mother, I remember, your mother has collected that photo, have you seen it?
Uncle I took a sip of fruit wine and looked at Uncle Park's lustful attitude. I became even more angry and turned the topic to the unforgettable barracks in life.
Uncle, uncle, listen to me, listen to me! That's not all, the squad leader asked me if I had cash. At that time, I didn't understand what was going on, and I didn't know what he really intended, so I told the truth. Yes, before leaving, my mother gave me a lot of money and said she kept it for daily pocket money.
When the squad leader heard this, he said seriously, "You have to take good care of the cash and don't leave it randomly." If you lose it, it will be troublesome."
I just finished saying thank you. The squad leader stretched out his hand and put your cash here. I will keep it for you. When do you want to spend it? When will you ask for Uncle Park at me? You said, do I dare not give it to him?
During the training the next day, no matter how hard I tried, the squad leader said that I was standing in a wrong position and I was always not qualified at night. I lay in the quilt and thought about it for most of the night. Finally, I finally figured out that the reason for my failure in training should not be on my ankles, but on the cash that the squad leader helped me keep. The next day, I found the squad leader and quietly and implicitly revealed to him: I don’t want the cash you kept for me.
What's the result? Uncle Park temporarily forgot his mother and her skin, stared at her drunken eyes, and asked with concern, I spread my hands and smiled: I passed the exam, I passed it immediately!
Hahaha, when Uncle Park heard this, he burst into laughter. Then, he muttered coldly: Although I have been in the army for many years, I really don’t know anything about these things at all. It seems that the stench of corruption has been shattered into the military camp. It’s terrible, terrible!
Humph, I continued: Uncle, what's the point? The wind of corruption has long since blew into the military camp, and now it has completely rotted. As Lenin said, it is emitting a stench!
Uncle, now, in the army, the soldiers who are a little rich like me are still living a little better life. Those soldiers from remote rural areas and poor families are not as good as prisoners. The squad leader sees you have no money and can't squeeze out any oil and water at all. When you see you, you will be very furious. When you see you, you will not fight together. If you want to fight, you will not be polite at all, and you don't have to say anything about face. That kind of squad leader treats labor reform criminals the same as the discipline...
I put down my wine glass, imitated the squad leader's appearance of the soldiers, and waved my palm in front of Uncle Park, making a squirting posture. Uncle Park instinctively moved the dashes to the backrest of the sofa in fear: This, how dare the squad leader hit someone for no reason?
Why can't I take my palm back: Uncle, how can I say that I'm hitting someone for no reason? The squad leader wants to hit you, there are many reasons, and it's very sufficient. At least, your moral buckle is not good, your military face is not clean, my mother, I'll beat you, what's wrong?
Silly Dad, I faced uncle Park, sitting next to the coffee table in the living room, drinking and chatting. The cute and cute figure of the blue flower appeared in the living room at some point. The originally very beautiful face was swollen like a ripe chestnut due to excessive drinking. Even so, I did not forget to learn from the smile made by the movie star: Silly Dad
I was completely intoxicated, but my behavior was still imitating the movie star's Lanhua, and I took a ridiculous step back two steps, walked to the sofa with a swaying swaying, and sat next to my uncle Park's side. My slender hands were very natural, or habitually, into my uncle Park's pocket.
Uncle Park happily stroked his daughter's hot face and asked knowingly: My baby girl, what are you going to do?
Lanhua's little hand was searching in Pu Pu's pocket as hard as possible. At the same time, the other little hand made a skillful look and counted the bills: Hehe, silly dad, what else can I do when my daughter is looking for you? This is it!
The door slowly opened. My dear Teacher Du Mu was still wearing the thin pajamas and stood at the door with an unhappy look on my face. I supported the drunk uncle Park and walked into the house swaying. Teacher Du Mu closed the door and muttered angrily: Oh, I'll drink it again!
Drink, drink, I just placed Uncle Park on the expensive genuine leather sofa, Uncle Park suddenly cheered up and grabbed a bottle of high-end fruit wine from the coffee table: Boy, come, drink, drink, drink, and have to drink!
Still drinking, are you still finished? What's the good thing about the piss water? Teacher Du Mu came over and was about to grab the bottle, but was pushed aside by Uncle Park's black bear paw and staggered: Get out, fuck, I'm willing to drink, I don't have to worry about it!
Who would like to care about you? Drink, drink, drink to death, drink to death sooner or later, drink to death, hum, drink to death!
Teacher, Lan Hua! I hurriedly held Teacher Du Mu and asked quietly
Teacher Du Mu frowned: Oh, I went crazy, I went crazy again, Oh, this family, look at them, I really have enough of my life!
Teacher, I helped Teacher Du Mu, who was full of resentment, and leaned over with a smile. Teacher Du Mu immediately threw away the displeasure that he had just had with Uncle Park. His hot cheeks showed a delicate smile. He opened his jade mouth and kissed me. I used my palm to push away Teacher Du Mu's thin pajamas, and rubbed his fingers mischievously between Teacher Du Mu's crotch with short underwear: Heesh, teacher, you should rest early!
Hehe, Teacher Du Mu's body trembled slightly, he gently stroked my face with his white hands, and looked at me with affection
Suddenly, Teacher Du Mu sat down on the wide Simmons bed in shock, lifted up his pajamas openly, spread his fat legs, and smiled at me lewdly
I squatted down obediently, pushed away Teacher Du Mu's underwear with my fingers, sucked Teacher Du Mu's pussy quickly with my bloody tongue, and then stood up quietly and patted the passionate Teacher Du Mu: Teacher, wait a while, and wait until Uncle Park dies of drunkenness, we, hehe...
Hehe, Teacher Du Mu smiled lewdly and said: Child, go ahead and take good care of your uncle Park and let him drink less!
Boy, come here and drink! I was standing in the bedroom and secretly spreading love with Teacher Du Mu. I even sucked Teacher Du Mu's pussy unscrupulously. Uncle Park in the living room pulled his hoarse voice and shouted at me stinging. I didn't dare to be intimate with Teacher Du Mu anymore. I reluctantly slapped Teacher Du Mu's eye, and then, while sucking the fingers covered with Teacher Du Mu's vaginal fluid, I reluctantly exited Teacher Du Mu's bedroom.
Uncle Park had already pushed a high-legged glass filled with water and wine in front of me. I raised my hand and deliberately moved my fingertips to Uncle Park's nostrils. I maliciously hoped that he could smell the smell of his wife's vagina from my fingertips. I cursed in my heart: Fuck, let's drink it fuckingly. A minute ago, my wife's pussy was snatched again. On the surface, I pretended to be: No, Uncle, I can't drink it. I have to drive home in a while!
Fuck, deserter, deserter without a plant, uncle Park grabbed my collar and said gritting his teeth:
What home to go home, today, just live at your uncle's house, hum! You, who is uncrossed, want to escape everything, join the army, escape, drink, and want to escape, hum, boy, do you know? If I didn't help you with some care, you can still be so beautiful, drive a high-end car and follow me to eat and drink everywhere? If I didn't have your uncle, you would have to beg for food. I'll tell you, today, if you don't have my uncle, I'll drink it, tomorrow, don't go to work...
Uncle, do it! When I heard Uncle Park’s words, I sat down in depression. Although my arms were so angry that I trembled, I still tried hard to pick up the wine glass: Uncle, do it!
Fuck! Uncle Park finally put away his gloomy face, and the big soy sauce showed a trace of valuable but extremely unnatural smile: Ah, fuck, cool, cool, glory!
Boy, Uncle Park grabbed the bottle of wine again and filled my empty cup again. The topic made me feel uncomfortable to turn to the past that I would never be able to look back on: Boy, tell me, why are you going to be a soldier? Well, isn't it good to be a soldier? Look at me, I've been a soldier for half my life, to be honest, I haven't been enough! However, for Lao Deng's major disarmament, I have to turn to the place
Uncle, when I heard Uncle Park’s question, I had no courage and face to tell me the truth about being absent. In desperation, I started to talk nonsense and talked about the reason for being absent. I saw my shoulders shrugging slightly: Uncle, you are an officer, and you are comfortable and comfortable in the army, of course you won’t be enough, but Uncle, have you ever been a soldier? Do you know how hard it is to be a soldier?
No matter how hard it is, is there still prisoners suffering? Uncle Park asked dissatisfiedly
Almost the same as a prisoner! I answered calmly
What do you say? Park asked
Prisoners are humiliated by discipline, soldiers are bullied by small officials, uncle, what is the essential difference between this and a prisoner?
Who bullies you? Well, which little official bullies you?
The squad leader, the most grassroots squad leader, can bully us soldiers the most!
Oh, how did the squad leader bully you? Well, can you tell me?
Humph, when I heard Uncle Park's words, I felt excited and sighed loudly. I put down my wine glass and said angrily: Uncle, when I arrived at the military airport, the squad leader saw me, as if he had endless revenge with me in his previous life.
Uncle, do you know, my mother never does needlework, she doesn't have that patience, but for me, my mother finally picked up the needlework patiently. My mother was afraid that I would catch a cold in the army, so she got up early and went to bed late to sew a wool vest for me. Uncle, that little vest, not to mention how refined it is, I like it very much as I put it on my body. When I see that little vest, I think of my mother, and when I think of my mother, my body is warm
Well, um, Park nodded in agreement: Yes, yes, your mother is indeed good, although it is not particularly beautiful, but your mother's skin is very good and has a unique fleshiness!...
Damn, I felt very unhappy: What an old slut, I also criticized my mother. I hurriedly interrupted Uncle Park and continued to tell: Uncle, but when I arrived at the army, the squad leader saw the small vest on me, solemnly warned me that there were regulations in the army that those who were in the army were not allowed to wear folk clothes!
Well, it was confiscated. From now on, I never saw that little vest again! Uncle, it was not an ordinary vest. It was full of my mother's love for me!
Hehe, Uncle Park took a sip of wine, then grinned with thick lips and said with a lewd smile: Hehe, boy, where did we talk about it just now, oh, by the way, I remembered it, boy, do you know? In the past, I pursued your mother, but she didn't agree. I introduced your teacher to me! Actually...
Uncle Park stared at red and drunken eyes: Boy, my uncle's favorite is your mother! But your mother thinks that my uncle has poor academic performance and has not been admitted to a genuine university, so she has to enter a military academy with free food, drink, clothing and clothing. Your mother called me a waste of time and always said fuckingly: Good men don't join the army! Humph, do everyone have their own ambitions? Glory! But then again, there is another biggest obstacle between your mother and me, which is also an insurmountable obstacle. It is not the same nation! Alas...
Speaking of this, Uncle Park sighed sadly: Oh, boy, it’s better for your mother. At school, your mother is not only very good-looking, but also the most beautiful when worn. I will never forget that every summer, your mother likes to wear the most popular braj at that time, and always holds an umbrella.
Oh, by the way, your mother also likes to play with cameras. Boy, at that time, how many students could afford a camera? Hum, Rong Guangxi! Not to mention cameras, you have to be careful when eating, but your mother has cameras, and it is said that it is a pretty good imported camera!
Looking at the saliva flowing slowly from the corner of my mouth, I was extremely disgusted: What a big soy piece, you are so fucking Toad wants to eat swan meat. If I were my mother, I would never marry you such a big soy piece.
However, I suddenly felt honored for Uncle Park: Dasheji, you, you, you haven't married my mother, it's a bargain. You secretly enjoy Dasheji. To be honest, my mother only has a beautiful appearance, charming figure and skin that makes you covet. To put it in the words of a Japanese devil, that is, the conscience is very bad! If Uncle Park, you are really combined with my mother, hehe, I dare to bet with you with my head that my mother can torture you to death. In the words of my mother, it is: make your bones not hurt, and your flesh hurts!
Your mother is so... Uncle Park, who knows nothing about her mother's heart, still foolishly fantasizes her mother's clumsy black bear paws imitate her beautiful posture when she took photos of her classmates, and the big sauce block was ridiculously shaking: Stand up, don't blink, oh, okay, I pressed it, it's over! Ah, boy, I've taken a photo with your mother, I remember, your mother has collected that photo, have you seen it?
Uncle I took a sip of fruit wine and looked at Uncle Park's lustful attitude. I became even more angry and turned the topic to the unforgettable barracks in life.
Uncle, uncle, listen to me, listen to me! That's not all, the squad leader asked me if I had cash. At that time, I didn't understand what was going on, and I didn't know what he really intended, so I told the truth. Yes, before leaving, my mother gave me a lot of money and said she kept it for daily pocket money.
When the squad leader heard this, he said seriously, "You have to take good care of the cash and don't leave it randomly." If you lose it, it will be troublesome."
I just finished saying thank you. The squad leader stretched out his hand and put your cash here. I will keep it for you. When do you want to spend it? When will you ask for Uncle Park at me? You said, do I dare not give it to him?
During the training the next day, no matter how hard I tried, the squad leader said that I was standing in a wrong position and I was always not qualified at night. I lay in the quilt and thought about it for most of the night. Finally, I finally figured out that the reason for my failure in training should not be on my ankles, but on the cash that the squad leader helped me keep. The next day, I found the squad leader and quietly and implicitly revealed to him: I don’t want the cash you kept for me.
What's the result? Uncle Park temporarily forgot his mother and her skin, stared at her drunken eyes, and asked with concern, I spread my hands and smiled: I passed the exam, I passed it immediately!
Hahaha, when Uncle Park heard this, he burst into laughter. Then, he muttered coldly: Although I have been in the army for many years, I really don’t know anything about these things at all. It seems that the stench of corruption has been shattered into the military camp. It’s terrible, terrible!
Humph, I continued: Uncle, what's the point? The wind of corruption has long since blew into the military camp, and now it has completely rotted. As Lenin said, it is emitting a stench!
Uncle, now, in the army, the soldiers who are a little rich like me are still living a little better life. Those soldiers from remote rural areas and poor families are not as good as prisoners. The squad leader sees you have no money and can't squeeze out any oil and water at all. When you see you, you will be very furious. When you see you, you will not fight together. If you want to fight, you will not be polite at all, and you don't have to say anything about face. That kind of squad leader treats labor reform criminals the same as the discipline...
I put down my wine glass, imitated the squad leader's appearance of the soldiers, and waved my palm in front of Uncle Park, making a squirting posture. Uncle Park instinctively moved the dashes to the backrest of the sofa in fear: This, how dare the squad leader hit someone for no reason?
Why can't I take my palm back: Uncle, how can I say that I'm hitting someone for no reason? The squad leader wants to hit you, there are many reasons, and it's very sufficient. At least, your moral buckle is not good, your military face is not clean, my mother, I'll beat you, what's wrong?
Silly Dad, I faced uncle Park, sitting next to the coffee table in the living room, drinking and chatting. The cute and cute figure of the blue flower appeared in the living room at some point. The originally very beautiful face was swollen like a ripe chestnut due to excessive drinking. Even so, I did not forget to learn from the smile made by the movie star: Silly Dad
I was completely intoxicated, but my behavior was still imitating the movie star's Lanhua, and I took a ridiculous step back two steps, walked to the sofa with a swaying swaying, and sat next to my uncle Park's side. My slender hands were very natural, or habitually, into my uncle Park's pocket.
Uncle Park happily stroked his daughter's hot face and asked knowingly: My baby girl, what are you going to do?
Lanhua's little hand was searching in Pu Pu's pocket as hard as possible. At the same time, the other little hand made a skillful look and counted the bills: Hehe, silly dad, what else can I do when my daughter is looking for you? This is it!
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