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We were able to follow with relief our expressions of faces, which had already expressed our willingness to enjoy the desired broth.
He smiled all over his face and nodded to me in token of his complete agreement.
I greedily searched for my rubber boot, fumbled with my right foot, and: oh-oh-oh! Falterbauer’s warm urine soaked my old army socks and mixed with manure! There should have been an appetizing soup.

This is the highest bliss.
I will not survive this rescue operation if all this goes on.
I need to take care of myself so that I don’t drink so much anymore, otherwise I’ll crawl out completely and can’t wait any longer.
Easy to say and how to do.
The booze at the table continued to go on its own, all new songs sang along, but no one has yet gone to the toilet.
Herbert, who was sitting next to me, had great difficulties with navigation, and he confronted his and my beer bottles.
Beer poured and flowed on the table, like urine.
We greedily licked this beer urine.
Our faces were directly buried in the beer lake, and it was so nice that Herbert poured the remains on the table.
The others also wanted to do this with us and loudly slurp – accompanying with strong rygany – licked barley juice from the table.
Young Falterbauer rose from his bench, pulled out his dick, and began to piss on the table and on our faces.
Hey you, old pig, no need, the others shouted, but at the same time, nobody stopped licking.
Faltenbauer’s urine was wonderfully mixed with beer, and now I need to get to my dick and jerk off, otherwise I can’t take it.
Moving forward, I fell off the bench and landed under the table.
On some trousers I saw small and large drops of urine, but my goal was a member of Faltenbauer, who now sits again and rolls over his fat boob with one hand, from which drops of urine fall onto his super-exciting pants.
I don’t care now what others will think of me, what he wants, I will just suck this dick.

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I tried to get on my knees somehow, but at the same time the urine spilled out of my right boot.
It is a pity, but you can accept this loss, taking into account the upcoming meeting with this huisch.
The owner readily crawled towards me, a slightly musty smell of urine and cheese was coming towards me from his standing member.
I eagerly went to him and with even more greed took his dick in his mouth.
He jerked off, then sucked, repeatedly bumping into a heavy table.
And he continued to drink beer from his bottle and again spit on my head.
It lasted quite a long time, saliva was already flowing from my mouth, but he did not let go.
But I could no longer take it, and in the end I sat down on the floor again, completely sweating.
In my head everything was spinning.
I heard a couple of steps, then Herbert began to piss.
His piss noisily poured near my boots.
Suddenly I felt so sick that I had to immediately vomit.
But I could not budge.
I was lying in my vomit, and Falterbauer boots were pressing me.
And I began to lick them, while I had to piss again, but this time I squeezed the gut, I could not help it, and a wet smelly stream of liquid shit poured into my pants.
Another couple of strong jerking movements, and with an increasing amplitude, a convulsive stream from the hole at the tip of my prick, a hazy thick sperm began to flow onto the scabbed kitchen table, on which I finally lay down helplessly.
It has been quite a long time since the writing of the last story.
During this time, much water has flowed.
I found and lost love, love found and lost me, I was left without work (apparently the principle of inverse probability decided to joke with me), I spent more than a year without work, lost my father and now I am an ordinary person.
Only remnants of former luxury remind me of my past life – expensive equipment that has remained since those times and some elements of the decor in the house.
I am 24 years old, 8 of which I spent in work.
My work did not allow me to have a personal life – there was no time for it – business trips, traveling, life outside the Russian Federation and so on.
And now I’ll probably be back in the summer of 2009, a couple of months before life cracked and looked like an ass.
The summer of 2009 I remember the last project, which naturally squeezed all the juice out of me and the load was unreasonably large.
In part, this was caused by the crooked brains of an auditor assigned to me, who wanted to take my place, but the brain did not allow it.
In part, there was a lack of privacy.
Anyway, almost every evening I ended up in a bar not far from the office, where I tired got drunk in the trash and went home to my parents to sleep

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