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12:30, 2011-Dec-5
Ivy black. It’s the continuation of our sex Game 2 My cousin, Michael, his sister, Emily and I were bored so we decided to do the games we used to do, but this time with Emily. We didn’t founded challenges to do so we just played truth or dare. Emily started by asking Michael to undresses himself. He got fully naked and we would see his already growing cock waiting for more action. After that, He asked Emily to do a lap dance to me
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I first sat on a chair in the middle of the living room. Emily was one year younger than me, and she was already gorgeous. She was 5’4’’ tall with cute little B-cup breast and She had the most amazing ass I have ever seen. She had chestnut hair with green eyes; she also had an eyebrow piercing and a navel piercing. She first started by getting behind me and she rubbed her hands on my chest, then she went in front of me and sat on my lap as she was rubbing her firm ass onto my crotch. I was getting a boner and she felt it as she started to moan at the same time. She then stood up and took her tiny top off, revealing her beautiful lace pink bra. She sat down on toys and lesbians porn me again but this time facing me, so her nice tits were right in front of my eyes and then she pushed herself against me. She stood up once again but this time, she took off her little shorts by bending right in front of me, giving me a very great view of her incredible ass. I grabbed her ass cheeks as she took her bra off
I could see my cousin jerking off too at the view of her sexy sister undressing, but that wasn’t that who excited me more because she sat on me once again and took my hands and put them on her boobs, by gently squeezing them and still rubbing her butt onto my now hard shaft. When she stood up to take off her sexy little pink thong, I couldn’t wait any longer as I pressed my face into her ass. I felt that she was already dripping and I pulled her thong to the side and stated to eat her out. Her moaning was instantly and Michael went closer still jerking off and he asked her sister to suck him, what she did. She got her lips around his big hard cock while I licked the hell out of her. She was dripping wet and she tasted so good, she seem to like to suck cock because she was doing it very fast and she took her brother’s cock all the way down her throat. Michael asked her to stop because he was going to cum too quickly; he then said he wanted to suck my cock. I didn’t refuse it and we all took different position


We were all lying on our side, with our face near each other’s sex. Michael was sucking me, I was eating Emily’s pussy and she was throating her brother. All that oral sex was very hot, we got so fucking horny and then we changed roles, I was sucking Michael, he was eating out her sister and the delicious Emily was sucking my raging hard cock. She started by licking the ivy black top of my shaft, and then her soft lips went down slowly on my cock swallowing every inches of it. She was deep throating me like a goddess, I was sucking Michael’s cock even more and I was fingering his nice, shaved and tight asshole. Suddenly, Emily said: "I can’t wait any longer guys! Please fuck me, Fuck me real hard!" We wasted no time answering her request, she was laying there on the floor, fingering her nice and juicy pussy, and I never saw something as beautiful as that, I wanted to fuck her so badly. I positioned myself on top of her as Michael was kneeling beside her, near her face. I putted my cock inside Emily’s pussy, it felt so fucking good, she started to moan instantly as I was getting deeper and deeper in her, she was sucking on Michael’s cock like never before. Michael was fingering my ass like he knew what I wanted to do after. I rammed my cousin’s pussy like that for about 10 minutes when we changed position, we got in her bedroom and she was ivy black on all fours. Then it was Michael’s turn to fuck her sister, seeing such a thing was very special
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My cousin that I’ve fucked so many times was going to fuck my favourite female cousin. ivy black He pushed his dick up her sister twat and I couldn’t believe it, it was so hot seeing that. Emily begged me to bring my cock over her, so I did just that, I sat right in front of her so I could see her getting fucked and also see her head going fast down on my dick. All that action and view was totally awesome, then I got surprised by something, Emily was getting her hand down to my ass and she started to finger fuck me while deep throating my shaft. It was feeling so good as I was going to cum, but she then stopped and told me: " Oh no big boy, don’t cum now I need to be fuck more than that, we are only beginning this!" Then, she lay on her belly putting a pillow under her crotch to higher her butt. I went beside her and put my cock into her once again, doggy style was even more pleasurable than missionary position. I was fucking her for about a minutes when I felt Michael’s cock near my ass, so I lowered myself to so he would be able to fuck me while I fucked her sister. He pushed his dick inside my now relaxed asshole, and started to fuck me


Our pace was the same when I was getting deeper inside Emily, he was far inside my asshole and it felt so fucking good, I wanted this moment to last forever but, about 5 minutes later, I felt Michael’s cum filling my ass, that feeling make me want to cum now so I said to Emily that I was going to cum, but she said: "Wait! I want to eat your cum so bad! I don’t want to waste it into my pussy!" She wasted no time getting on her knees with me in front of her and she swallowed my whole cock. It was all I needed to cum like never before. She was moaning and seemed to love the taste of it because after she swallowed the cum she had in her mouth, she licked what she had on her hands. Then we all fell on her bed, exhausted and sweaty. She then said: "Guys, I hope this won’t be the only time we do this, because I want you to fuck me again…" I looked at Michael and then he looked at me then we said: "Welcome to our sex game, and we hope you’ll like it". cousin threesome bisexual incest All Bisexual Stories 2 Comments Who Voted for this Story writer619 lonewolf694u Bmanark oldbluiii nmsteve



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WORKS SEX
03:36, 2011-Nov-29
Works sex. But honey, it was just a dance! I doubt, very much, if I’m the perfect husband. I have a stressful job and I know I sometimes come home a little grumpy. Maybe I’m not the best provider, I’m certainly no millionaire, but we do alright. We have a nice home, two luxury cars, my wife has a closet full of beautiful clothes and my eight year old daughter, Jennifer, has tons of expensive toys. I also love my wife and daughter very, very much. My wife, Linda, and I have been married for almost twelve years
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For the most part, they’ve been twelve wonderful years. The last six months, however; I’ve seen a change in Linda. She’s been very irritable and, instead of me being able to let off a little steam after work, I have to listen to her bitch about something or another. Another area we’ve been having a problem in is the bedroom. I’ve always tried hard to keep our love life spontaneous and exciting. It seems lately though, nothing seems to please Linda


She has not been in the mood lately or she has the preverbal headache. Little by little, I’ve been getting frustrated, with her, and with our marriage as a whole. I started going over things in my mind at work when I had a minute or two and as I started putting two and two together, I was coming up with three, Linda, me, and a lover. I wondered if it was possible. I’d tell myself no, she would never do that to me, but then I would think, for what I know about affairs, all the symptoms were there. I thought of hiring a private detective, but I had no evidence, all I had were suspicions, and certainly nothing to warrant the cost of a P.I. So, I started to investigate on my own. I did little things like call the house in the middle of the day. Sometimes she would be home and sometimes not. I got a hold on an old, outside, surveillance camera and mounted under the eve of the garage with and tape unit inside the garage
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I wanted to see if any strangers were coming to the house, but after two weeks, there was no one. I did see my wife leave the house sometimes, then tell me she was home all day, but that’s not really proof of an illicit affair. Time went on and, although I still had absolutely no proof, my suspicions deepened. Her moods were getting worse and we hadn’t made love in over three weeks. I was getting pissed! Our twelfth anniversary was coming up and I wanted to go out and have some fun. It had been a long time since Linda and I had gone out for a night of dinner and dancing and I was ready. Linda also seemed to be up for it and I had high hopes of a fun night out, and an even more fun night once we got home. We arranged for Jennifer to spend the night at my folks house so we could really enjoy ourselves with no time restraints. We went to Linda’s favorite restaurant and had a nice time, although Linda was still a little quiet
She looked like she was more anxious to get on the dance floor so, after dinner, we went a little place were Linda and I used to dance the night away years ago. I’m not a bad dancer, if I do say so myself, in fact, that’s one of the things that brought Linda and I together. We got a table for two, a couple of drinks, and then it was on the dance floor. We were both having a great time. After we were both a little tired after dancing for almost forty five minutes straight, Linda excused herself to go to the ladies room. I watched her graceful walk as she left. I thought I also saw her make eye contact with a good looking guy sitting at a table in the back all by himself. I thought it was strange that a guy would come here by himself, but then I thought, like Linda, his date was most likely in the ladies room. I watched for my beautiful wife to return. Again, as she walked past him, I could swear I saw them both works sex grin to each other. I was starting to get suspicious again wondering if they knew one another. Linda sat down and asked me to get her another drink


Rather than get up and go to the bar, I happened to catch one of the bar maids and orderd us both another. I looked back over my shoulder and saw that guy was still sitting alone. He was, most certainly, there by himself. Just as our drinks came I saw Mr. lonely walk up to our table. He looked straight at Linda. “May I have this dance?” he asked her. I piped right up


“No thanks,” I said. He looked at me and said, “I was talking to the lady. Just then Linda chimed in. “Harry,” she said, “you’re being rude. I’m being rude? Let me explain something. This guy just walked up and asked my wife to dance with out asking my permission. That’s not only being rude, it’s being extremely disrespectful. If he had come to me and asked if I mind that he ask you, I would have probably said okay, but now…not a chance in hell. Harry,” she said with a edge to her voice, “we’re married but you don’t own me. I’m not you slave and if I want to dance with him, I will. Now you get this straight,” I said getting more and more angry by the second, “this guy was rude and showed me no respect by passing me up and asking you directly, to dance. That’s one thing. If you go ahead and dance with him against my wishes you are, not only showing a flagrant disrespect to me, but to our marriage as well. Harry, I just want to have some fun.” she said. Linda it’s our anniversary, I want to have fun too, but with you, and sitting here watching you dance with someone else is not my idea of fun, especially when I’ve asked you not to dance with him
Now you’re right, I don’t own you and I can’t stop you from dancing with him, but if you do, you better get him to take you home because I’ll be gone. I could see the anger in her face, I was surprised she couldn’t see the same in mine. “Well I’m going to dance with him and we’ll talk about this when I come back,” she said. The jack-ass had a smirk on his face as he stretched his hand out for her to take as she rose up from her chair and they walked out to the dance floor together. I’m sure they didn’t even see me leave because I was out the door before they even started dancing. I was already six blocks from away when my cell phone rang. Where the hell are you?” asked Linda in a very contrite voice. I’m on my way home to pack a bag, why? There was a pause. “What the hell are you talking about…pack a bag, where are you going? I don’t know yet, all I know is I’m getting the hell away from you,” I said. You can’t be serious, Harry, it was just a dance, one lousy dance. You’re going to throw twelve years of marriage down the drain over a dance? It has nothing to do with a dance, Linda. Why would you ever want to stay with a man you don’t respect? I told you at the table that was what this was all about


I’ll be honest, I haven’t caught you, but I’m pretty sure you’re cheating on me. I suspect with the jack-ass you just danced with. I saw the look you guys gave each other when you went to the bathroom. When he came over to our table he gave me the same amount of respect a guy would give to the husband of a woman he’s fucking…none. Harry,” she said, now with a softer voice, hot young girl masturbate “I would never cheat on you, why would you even think that? You got to be kidding. We haven’t made love in over three weeks! When we do your heart’s not in it. You’ve been short tempered and grumpy for the last six months


If you’re not having an affair you’re doing one hell of a good imitation of it. There was a silence from the other end of the phone. Finally…”I’m sorry Harry, I didn’t realize we were drifting so far apart. Please, just come back and pick me up, we’ll talk about this. Nope, I’ve had it, at least for now. I told you if you dance with that guy you would have to find your own way home and I meant it. I’m pulling in our drive right now. I’ll be out of here by the time you get home. I’m not sure where I’m going or how long I’ll be gone. I’m not even sure I’m coming back


If you are having an affair maybe you should just go to him and forget about me. Honey, please believe me, I’m not having an affair. Please, look I’ll grab a cab home, but please, just stay there until I get home. We have to talk this out. I’ll be home shortly.” She hung up. I pulled into our drive, went up stairs, and packed a bag. I was out of the house in ten minutes flat


I wondered if she was really going to take a cab home or if jack-ass would drive her so I drove down the block, turned off my lights, and waited to see. About twenty minutes later a Yellow Cab pulled into the drive, Linda got out and ran into the house. I saw what I wanted to see so I took off for a motel. Almost immediately my phone started to ring again. I turned it off. I still had no proof of infidelity, but I had very strong suspicions. I was almost positive Linda and the guy she danced with knew each other. I thought now might be the time for that private detective. If I wasn’t home, she may go to him for consoling. The next day I went through the Yellow Pages and found the P.I
with the best ad. I went down to his office and gave him a retainer. After that I went into the office. My secretary told me to call my wife immediately. She said Linda had called twenty times already and something was definitely wrong. I told her Linda and I were having problems. I was not going to return Linda’s calls and, for now, if she calls back, to tell her I will call her when I’m good and ready
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I also called the receptionist in the front of the building and told her not to let Linda come back if she should come by. I wanted to give the P.I. a chance to see what he could come up with. Now it was just a waiting game. A little later that afternoon I got a call from Andrea, our neighbor. I knew it would be about Linda but I didn’t want to seem rude so I took her call. “Harry,” she started, “Linda told me what happened
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She also told me you suspect her of cheating on you. I’ve lived next door from you guys for years, I believe I would know if Linda was cheating on you and I have never seen any evidence of that. Harry, she knows dancing with that guy was wrong. She said she got angry because you said she couldn’t dance with anyone, but she thought about what you said and she knows you were right. She loves you, Harry, if you don’t know that, I do. Andrea, thanks. I think you know me well enough to know it wasn’t only the dance that got me so upset


Our marriage has been falling apart for the last six months. I have tried and tried to pull things together but it seems the more I did the further apart we were. That night dancing was just the last straw. I haven’t decided yet, just what I’m going to do. Please Harry, please talk to her Andrea, do me a favor, tell her I’ll call her at the end of the week. I still have some thinking to do. Okay Harry,” she said, “I’ll tell her but please, please call her then, will you promise me, please? I promise,” I told her. We said our good byes and it started me thinking again
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Andrea and her husband, Don were good friends. I can’t picture Andrea lying to me. If Linda was cheating on me, she was being very discrete about it. I waited until that Friday. It had been five days since I hired the private investigator. I called him for a complete report. It was very boring, not one thing to indicate Linda had a boyfriend or that she was cheating on me at all. He told me he had investigated a lot of cheating wives, some were extremely cunning but he could always tell if they were cheating. He told me to stop the investigation right now and save my money. I thanked him and decided to call Linda
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Her voice was weak and shaking when she answered. “Hello. It’s me,” I said. “Are you okay, you don’t sound too good. There was a short pause. “Harry, I just don’t know what I’m going to do if you don’t come back us. I’ve tried to stay strong for Jennifer’s benefit, but all I do is cry. They say you don’t know what you’ve got until you lose it, that’s so true, Harry. I guess I just started to take you for granted. Harry, I’m so sorry, so very, very sorry
You were right, I should have told that guy I was with my works sex husband. I showed you no respect and I don’t know why because I do respect you, respect and love you. I swear, Harry, if you give me another chance I’ll never make that mistake again…never! Okay, okay,” I said, “just stop talking. My God,” she almost broke down, “you’re not coming back are you? Yes, I am,” I said. “I just don’t need any more apologizing, that’s all. I have to go to the motel after work and get my stuff but I’ll be home tonight. God, oh God, thank you, I still wasn’t sure I was doing the right thing. I was still pissed and I still had my suspicions about that guy she danced with, works sex but both my neighbor, and the P.I
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I hired were sure she wasn’t cheating. There was also more than just Linda and me to think about, there was Jennifer too. After work I picked up my clothes and went home. Jennifer came running and almost tackled me at the door. She asked where I had been. I explained I had been out of town for a few days


She obviously knew nothing of our problems. Linda was right there too. She put her arms around me and showered me with kisses. I kissed her back, passionately. I still loved her. In the end that was the driving force behind me going back home, I still loved my wife. _____________________________________________________________ That was a little over a year ago and married life has been wonderful again. Linda was, again, the woman I married, both in and out of the bedroom
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A couple of months ago she gave me a surprise birthday party, a holiday we hadn’t celebrated in many years, although we had always celebrated hers. Last night was our thirteenth wedding anniversary. We went out for dinner, and the theatre. We then went home and made love all night long. To this day I don’t really know if she was cheating on me or not. I’ll probably never know for sure; I do know I’m glad I decided to come back home.
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MRS GIRL
12:31, 2011-Nov-25
Mrs girl. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- As Kimmy laid there across my chest, I was given to think about her mother again. Carol was such a loving and beautiful woman. She'd been a doctor of Pediatrics when I met her, a true care-giver and nurturer if ever there was one. I still don't know what she saw in me; a lowly program debugger for a nameless software company, 24 years old and no stranger to video games. But she took me under her gentle wing and completely changed me. She made me into a real man - confident, professional, driven, passionate, but most of all, a family man. Truth be told, Kimmy was a happy accident. After one night of long, over-zealous sex with Carol – driven by a new DVD we’d gotten that day, Anal Sluts 5 – Carol missed her following period
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It came as a shock to both of us; Carol was on the pill and as far as I’d known, I was sterile. I’d never been tested, mind you, but in college I had been somewhat promiscuous, never used a condom and always came in my partner’s cunt. In spite of this, at least as far as I know, I never got any of those girls pregnant. So, when Kimmy was conceived, it was a relief to know my little guys were still on active duty. The months that followed were such a blessing, mostly because of Carol’s intimate knowledge on how to handle it. Her insurance and her hospital colleagues made the prenatal months smooth and when Carol went into labor, we were already checked into the hospital, since she could all but pinpoint her due date. It was a normal pregnancy, or so Carol said, and for all intents and purposes, a normal infancy for little Kimmy


Well, normal in the sense that her pediatrician was her mother, and by the time Kimmy was two, Carol had become an Attending at her hospital so most of her ‘work’ was focused on her daughter. As I’d said, Carol changed me for the better; she had convinced me to talk to my bosses about my position, go back to school for my Master’s Degree and do some networking whenever I was out with her or friends. Thanks to her coaxing, by the time Kimmy was five but before Carol had passed, I was a Senior Network Analyst for my company, which had grown 1000% or so since I’d started there. So even if I’d not won my lawsuit, Kimmy still would not have wanted for anything. After Carol passed and I had gotten that fat settlement, we moved into our current home and I started showering Kimmy with everything she wanted. We were ‘the rich family’ amongst her friends at school, of which she had many growing up. The only one that saw past my wealth and remained her true friend for the past five years was a little girl named Olivia. They met in kindergarten and she lived right down the street a ways. The two became fast friends and over the years, they must have had over a hundred or so sleepovers at our house or Olivia’s
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Everyso often these sleepovers were more than just the two of them, and having multiple little girls in my home was often too much to handle. Many a night, while the girls were asleep, I lay awake in bed hammering away at my prick to thoughts of fucking each one of their tight little cunts in turn. I’d never acted on any of these thoughts, mind you, but it was difficult not to have them whenever Kimmy had friends stay over. I got some help with parenting and rearing Kimmy by some of Carol’s old colleagues and friends. The fact that she had so many friends in Elementary school early on made for a healthy social growth, which all ‘the books’ say is a great thing. I had my own mother to rely on too from time to time, but mostly over the phone as she lived in California and was rarely able to visit. Whenever she did, though, of course, she would be so doting on her granddaughter that she often put my fortune to shame
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One year, on her birthday, my mother gave Kimmy a 2 carat pair of diamond earrings. This was troubling as she’d not yet gotten her ears pierced. But upon seeing them, I simply couldn’t allow myself to resist Kimmy’s pleadings to go get them pierced that day, when she’d turned seven. It was her idea, also, to have the ‘sex talk’ with Kimmy after she’d inquired about it. She suggested that, if she’s that curious at that age, there’s no reason not to be completely honest with her


Little did she know, nor will she ever, what that conversation spurned inside of my little girl. Little Kimmy grew up fast and when she’d hit her first period, she was so prepared. I should have been more prepared, though, since apparently, whatever sources she was using to learn about her own bodily functions as she’d hit puberty were so extensive that she knew all about non-procreative sex, masturbation and who knows what else. All this was not unheard of, of course, as I’ve read that many little girls her age, if not younger, are all kinds of sexually active in other parts of the world. I made a mental note to bring up the source of her information on such matters, but that would have to wait until later. I sighed once again, stroking Kimmy’s long, silky hair as she lay silently against my chest. In my thoughts of how things were before today, the only sounds between us were our breathing. When I suddenly broke the silence, and my reverie, Kimmy leaned back and looked up at me
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“What’s wrong, Daddy?” she asked. Oh nothing, sweetheart,” I exhaled, stroking her cheek, “just thinking about what it was like to raise you and where I could have gone wrong. She looked almost distressed as she leaned in, repositioning herself to sit on her feet and prop her hands on her knees. “What do you mean ‘gone wrong’? I chuckled as she looked at me, her eyes inches from mine as she stared into me. I got the feeling she thought I was implying she was broken or something. “I just mean that you seem to know a lot about sex beyond our little talk last year. I can’t agree with someone as young as you are knowing about those kinds of things.” I shook my head and groaned slightly, her gaze unnerving me as I thought about how she may even know more about sex than I. I was about to continue my train of thought aloud, but Kimmy broke in. “The Internet is a wonderful thing, Daddy.” She nodded once as she said wonderful, as if to further affirm this. I nodded back, although I’m not sure why. “I figured as much. I knew I could trust you, or I thought I did, when I gave you unfettered access on your computer. She seemed to take this as a personal affront
“You CAN trust me, Daddy! I’ve only ever looked at that kind of stuff; I’ve never done anything with anybody.” It was subtle, but when she’d said this, she blushed. I raised my eyebrow when I saw this. “You haven’t? Nuh-uh, not nobody.” She seemed too adamant about this, acting ever the little girl; though this time it was to cover up a secret she seemed incapable of keeping. Not even yourself?” She blushed more obviously and I knew I had her. Whatever disgusting manner of material she exposed herself to, she had to have found plenty on female masturbation; and while I trusted her when she said she wasn’t ‘having fun’ with anyone else, she wasn’t beyond doing it alone. “Ahh, I see.” I poked her belly playfully and she fell away giggling. When she fell back, her legs fell open and I immediately moved between them, tickling her belly with both hands. I had no intention of so quickly rekindling the sexual fire that so recently died down, but I quickly realized that my position was a great catalyst for such an ignition


She wrapped her legs around my back, continuing to giggle as my fingers laid into her torso. As she squirmed, she was moving me with her, a vice-like grip from her legs keeping me close. Soon, she moved me so far up her body that our exposed groins touched, and in the excitement of our wrestling, I’d gotten a semi. She gasped as she felt my cockhead touch her lower lips, stopping her giggle fit altogether and causing me to stop my tickling. We looked deeply into each other’s eyes in silence. I could feel her outer lips almost calling to be penetrated; she was hot, wet and spread wide
I went to move away and her legs refastened their grip. She pulled me toward her, causing her to gasp again, louder, as the tip of my cock slipped past her outer lips with ease. About an inch of me was inside my ten year old daughter, and I froze, gazing pleadingly into her eyes. I didn’t want to fuck her, not now, not without proper preparation. Kimmy claimed she broke her hymen, but a brush handle felt much different than the real thing and I was not about to allow for the situation where I physically hurt my daughter. Defiantly, my cock stuck out at full attention again, more of it filling into her. As I looked into her cherubic face, she began biting at her lower lip. I was thankful that was all she was doing, as, with the position we were in, she could have easily MADE me fuck her without much effort


In the smallest whisper, she looked back at me, saying “please fuck me, Daddy.” I would have cum right then if I didn’t see it coming. Given recent events and her sudden change in behavior, the position we were in was going to prompt such a request at some point. After a moment, staring back into her, I whispered back, “baby, you know I won’t. Not yet. She pouted and thrusted her hips forward, but I drew back as much as I could, not allowing her to accomplish her goals. Continuing to whisper, she queried, “doesn’t it feel good inside me, Daddy? My little girl sincerely wanted me to blow my load inside of her, or at least that’s the way she was headed if she kept talking that way. I winced at her words and I got the feeling that she understood what she was doing to me
She was right too – it did feel like tightly woven velvet inside of a clenched fist. At least, for what little of my prick was penetrating her, it was the softest thing I’d ever felt wrapped around me, including her mother. “It does, baby. It really does, but I couldn’t stop her; at hearing that she was making me feel good, she thrust forward again as hard as she could and successfully buried about half of me inside of her sweet velveteen pussy before my muscles could react. She gasped sharply mrs girl and I winced and groaned. Her legs went stiff and mrs girl I didn’t move. Kimmy’d gotten what she wanted and I knew that, on some level, it hurt her
I wasn’t going to start moving away until she was used to it, and moving away is exactly what I intended to do. After a few short breaths, I asked her after she opened her eyes “why did you do that, Kimberly?” She flinched at her proper name, knowing full well that with its use came a stern reprimand. I—I’m sorry, Daddy.” She shifted her crotch slightly, trying to swallow more of me even as I was addressing her sternly. “You said my kitty made you feel good, mmph… I just wanted you to feel even better.” Once again I couldn’t fault her logic, but I couldn’t forgive her taking such a liberty with my body. “Does it… does it feel better, Daddy? I was trying my damnedest not to allow her childish mannerisms to get to me. Even as I was buried halfway inside of her, my throbbing cock being clamped down by the smoothest, tightest pussy I’d ever come into contact (pun intended), I was trying to keep my composure. With her legs wrapped around me as they were, I was under her control, lest I hurt her purposefully to break free. I felt a lot like Superman with a Kryptonite cocksleeve on; the more I resisted, the more I felt weak. I winced slightly, shifting my knee feigning a pain in it, but she wasn’t fooled as she kept her legs wrapped tight around my back
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I’d have to find out where she got the thigh strength to keep a man like me so tight to her. “Yes, baby, it does feel better…” I softly placed my considerable hand around mrs girl her small neck as a warning. “But I don’t want to hurt you, please let me go. All at once in her eyes, I saw Kimmy go from turned-on at the kinkiness of being choked, to panicked that I might actually choke her, to disappointed that I was asking her to release me. Slowly, she released her legs from around me, allowing me to get out. She kept her feet in the air as I gently slipped away, my cock falling free with a barely audible pop
I got up and looked down at my little girl; her legs spread wide, a subtle smile at her lips – both on her face and at her crotch. “My dear sweet little girl… I want so badly to be inside you… to cum inside of you… to make you completely mine and mine alone…” I can’t believe I was saying all this. “But it’s too soon. Just because it’s something we both want doesn’t mean it’s something we should have.” I always kept a policy of complete candidness with my daughter; there were no secrets between us at all. Apparently, somewhere in my mind, this decade long candidness was becoming complete and utter diarrhea of the mouth
I had only just admitted, if not subtly, to being pedophile to my own underage daughter, and now I was telling her, in no uncertain terms, how badly I wanted to fuck her. Her young mind seemed to mull this over for a moment before she replied, after clearing her throat of what I knew had to be sadness, “you mean like cookies?” Again, in her own childish way, she was disarming me. While her comparison was correct on a few levels – too much potential sugar for a youth and excess calories for an adult – my mind went to something completely different. ‘Getting your cookies’ is a metaphor I was familiar with for achieving orgasm that I picked up from an old girlfriend in high school. A cutesy term that was seemingly less crass than saying ‘I’m cumming! Making certain I didn’t let her get to me, I replied calmly, “yes, dear, like cookies. Too much of a good thing can be bad.” I sat down next to her and she let her feet down finally, one onto the couch, one falling to the floor


Her tight, delicious, hairless little pussy was staring right back at me for a brief moment before she covered it with her hand. “Mm. Is it itchy, baby?” My question was genuine, as she began rubbing it gently with the tips of her fingers as if to scratch it. She practically moaned “uh-huh” as just her index finger started to slowly play at her little button. She then whispered, looking me right in the eye, “if you won’t make me cum again then I will.” The scene that I felt was about to unfurl before me made me lean back into the couch’s arm, spreading my own legs slightly as I watched. She bit her lip but never took her gaze away, locking eyes with me as if saying ‘this is for you.’ And it was; in a matter of hours, my ten year old daughter learned that I was a man who loved every single part of her body, in both a fatherly and very un-fatherly manner, and not only was she accepting of this, but she embraced it with open arms…and legs. As she continued to stroke herself with a single finger, now using her other hand to play at her shirt-covered, budding chest, she never seemed to close her eyes at all, lost in a lustful stare back at me. Her soft moaning and cooing prompted my own hand to move to my cock, slightly slick from her young juices and just a little sore from having cum twice in the last hour. I stroked myself slowly, watching my little girl play with herself right in front of me
I resigned to sit back and watch the show, but far be it from to not participate in some way. “Take your shirt off, baby. She suddenly stopped what she was doing. She didn’t move otherwise, just staring at me for a moment, considering what I’d said. She sat up, dropped both hands to the bottom of her tiny t-shirt and pulled it up over her head. Discarding it to the floor, she settled back in, wordlessly but not without some more moaning, she resumed her hands to their previous positions – her pussy and nipple. Her body was gorgeous


I’d seen her naked so many times before, and each time it affected me, if only a little, in a sexual way. But now, after what’s happened, I was seeing her as a young woman who was, in point of fact, a willing sexual partner of mine. So seeing her now, with not a stitch of clothing on, was so different for me, and I was seeing her in an entirely different light. I noticed from where I was that her nipples were very hard, almost to the point where I thought they might be painful for her. As her left hand pulled at one of them, I knew I was at least partially right; she was pinching them to release some pressure. At her age and at her stage of development, they jutted out from her chest like .20 caliber bullets. It was so hot to watch my own ten year old daughter eagerly play with herself in front of me - staring at me as she was - that I started jerking off with purpose. Soreness be damned, this was the best porn I’d ever seen in my life. I am an admitted pedophile and as I’ve said, I’ve never acted on these impulses, stronger though they were becoming as my little Kimmy was growing into a young woman


This included never downloading or even looking for any manner of ‘kiddie porn’. So to have a little girl fingering her clit right in front of me was, needless to say, the most arousing thing I could readily think of, at all. All at once, Kimmy both broke the uneasy silence between us and reminded me in one more way, of her mother. “Do you like watching me, Daddy?” There she went, talking dirty, just like Carol did. It’s an unspoken kink of any man I know; we all like women to talk dirty to us. And that my little girl was doing it to me made me skip over several levels of excited. Almost hoarsely, I answered, “yeah, baby. You’re a good girl. You gonna cum for me?” I fell right into it, I was now part of the porno. Yeah… mmph… I’m gonna cum…” Her finger started up furiously, making her head fall back and her eyes finally close. She saw my response as permission to get herself off just as hard and as fast as she could. Slow down, baby


Don’t hurt yourself.” Her hand slowed and drew in wider circles, her hips bucking every few seconds. It seemed like her one finger wasn’t enough, and she didn’t make any move to fix this on her own. Use three fingers, baby.” She’s done this to herself, several times I’m sure, and apparently she was brought off with clitoral stimulation, not vaginal. But, she started with one finger, and made no indication she was going to end with any different number. But at my verbal nudge, she stopped long enough to join her middle and ring fingers into the fray and start up again. Almost immediately, her head slammed into the couch arm, her hips jumped off the cushion and she let out a screaming moan. I could swear I also saw her let out a little of her juices onto the couch which, leather though it was, would go unclean for now. “That’s it, baby


That feels better, huh?” My own hand was working up and down on my stiff cock, making me wince everyso often at its tenderness, but I didn’t care. I was going to cum with my daughter, and if I could help it, on her. Yeah… oh God, yeah… that feels so good…” She could barely form real words between moans, but that was the jist of her response. I knew that would work, as the last woman I’d been with that got off from her clit more than her cunt, she liked how it felt when her different fingers rubbed across her button. Something about the way the spaces between her fingers made it feel. As she continued to buck and moan at her newly found orgasm generator attached to her wrist, her other hand was busy pinching her nipples; she was twisting and pulling at them so hard that I thought sure that, if she wasn’t trying to relieve pain, she was causing it. This led me to believe that she might be a little masochistic – something I may have to explore a little later I kept pounding away on my cock as I looked on, my little girl doing a great job at bringing herself closer and closer to the edge
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I stood up in preparation for cumming all over that smooth, stunning premature chest of hers. In so doing, I allowed my body to auto-pilot in a manner I wasn’t expecting. I knelt down next to her and, without a word or even realizing what I was doing, I lowered my mouth to the nipple she wasn’t frantically trying to rip off – her right one. This caused her to moan so loud she hurt my ear, but this didn’t stop me from drawing her nub into my mouth, licking and nibbling at it as I sucked. Instead of focusing on her other nipple, her free hand now fell to the back of my head, caressing through my hair, egging me on. With my cock in my hand, jack-hammering madly, my tongue dancing over my daughter’s pert nipple, her own hand rubbing feverishly into her most sensitive spot and the moaning that I was now joining, the scene became so intense that I felt I would blow at any moment. As if she wanted this more than anything, and knowing just how to make it happen, Kimmy whispered to me “oh God, Daddy. That feels so good, Daddy


Don’t stop sucking my tits, Daddy.” I could hear it in her breathing – she was close. At her words, I was on the verge of blowing a possibly bigger load than the previous two, and I was determined to sully my little girl’s perfect skin with my hot spunk. Her moans quickened, faster and faster came her breath, I knew she was about to cum any second. I furiously jerked at the head of my reddened cock, just the way I liked it, hoping I could bring myself off with her. Thinking on how hard she was pinching herself before, I positioned my legs such that I could get up quickly while simultaneously biting down hard on her nipple. This did the trick. Her back stiffened and her hand flew from her sopping wet pussy, clenching hard into the leather as she squirted onto the couch before her
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Seeing this immediately brought me over the edge and at the last moment, I got to my feet and aimed my cock right at Kimmy. The first shot misfired, coming out harder than I expected and slapping into the back of the couch like a paintball filled with heated gelatin. I moved to the side quickly, taking aim again before my next contraction, hoping the angle would make the rest of my load land where I wanted. My calculation paid off as the next three shots fell across her heaving chest as she moaned and exhaled, watching as I blemished her wonderful, pale body with my eager sperm. As the last few drops dribbled out, I stood over her so it all fell onto her belly, splattering against her with soft impact noises. When I could finally see straight again, I looked down at my now tarnished daughter to find a surprising sight. She was rubbing it into her as she whimpered and cooed, looking up at me. “Daddy, your cum feels so good on my skin.” The vision that lay before me was marking herself with my jizz, and more than that, it was my ten year old daughter


This fact was enough, sore as it was from exploding as it had so many times in just a few hours, to keep my cock standing at attention. This was a fact that Kimmy exploited, after having applied my cum like a lotion to much of her chest and belly, getting up onto her rump and sitting in front of me. She stared up at me as she popped my cock into her mouth, suckling and moaning as she cleaned my cock for the third time. Finished with swallowing what was left on the tip of my dick, she leaned back, displaying her shining body, her hands roaming all over herself for a while. She smiled wickedly before long, taking both of her hands across her chest, stopping to pinch both her nipples, brought them together and scaled her torso down toward her pussy. I could see a thin film of what could only be my sperm, hungry for the egg of this tiny girl, leading the edge of her hands as they moved across her crotch
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Slowly, she dipped her hands one at a time into herself. Not only had I just watched my daughter use my cum as some manner of body cream, but she took remnants of it and put it right into her own pussy. She repeated this action, slower than before, staring right back into my transfixed gaze, smiling at my gaping mouth. For the second time, I watched her finger herself for several seconds with my own cum on the ends of her fingers. She was moaning lowly the entire time she did all of this; the rubbing, the fingering, the staring. When she finally seemed satisfied that enough of her body was filled with my essence, from her pores to her pussy, she went to lean back into the couch in relief
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She quickly yipped and jumped off the couch though when she felt the cold shot touch her back. “Ooo…” She looked up at me with that wonderfully impish grin, “Daddy, you missed. I could only smile back and say “I kinda did, huh?” Idly, as I was watching everything unfold, I had begun playing with the hem of my shirt, which I realized, I still had on. I was amazed at what happened next and my hands dropped to my sides; she got onto the couch, sunk her hips toward me, pointing her ass at me, allowing her pussy lips to open back up and gape at me, taunting me. She dropped into this position to allow her face to be level with the semen splat so that she could, in a very slow and tantalizing manner, accompanied by a deep moan, lick it off the leather cushioning. Kimmy swallowed while leaning her head back with closed eyes, making another show of it, and then leaned forward and put her hands on the back of the couch. Looking back at me, she smirked and wriggled her ass, “don’t you wanna fuck me now? I couldn’t resist her anymore, and at this point, I wanted nothing more than to than to fuck the ever loving shit out of my darling, sexy, cum-covered little girl. But my body was screaming at me as the hard-on that never went away strained at the skin covering it. My cock was so full of blood; I thought it was going to explode again, but in a much messier way
“Baby, you have no idea just how much I want to fuck you right now… But I can’t.” I went from admitting that I’m a pedophile, prone to wanton feelings toward someone of my daughter’s age, to flat-out telling my little girl that I wanted to fuck her. More than that, I stopped caring that she was using such vulgar terms. I had gone far beyond treating her like a little girl if she was going to continue to display behavior like this. Again, taking liberties with my body, she leaned in, touching her open lips to the tip of my cock. We both gasped slightly and she used my stunned reaction to say “but you’re right there, Daddy.” She stopped when our organs merely touched, being at least somewhat of a good girl and not trying to rape me. It took every shred of self control I had not to grab my little girl’s hips and thrust my cock so far into it, I imagined it coming out of her mouth. But I relented to the synapses going wild in both my brain and my throbbing, aching member. I did, in fact, grab at her hips gently, but to push her away rather than pull her violently toward me. “I’m a 34 year old man, dear. Having an orgasm three times in two hours is a damn miracle.” Having her hips still in my hands, I snaked my hands forward slightly, got a good grip on her pelvis and lifted her off the couch with relative ease, spinning her around in mid-air
This caused her to giggle slightly, as being manhandled by her Daddy was always something she enjoyed to no end. I maneuvered my hands beneath her and cupped her bare cheeks in my hands, our faces mere inches from each other and I said softly, “I promise, that if you give me a few hours, I will take your most precious possession from you if you’re still willing to let me have it. As she wrapped her arms around my neck and her legs around the small of my back - making me very aware that her still dripping pussy was hovering just above my quivering cock - she kissed my cheek and said simply “of course you can have my cherry, Daddy!” She said this so easily and matter-of-factly that I wondered briefly how long she’d been waiting to say that. I became aware of the wetness of her pussy against my belly, and it was as if this fact reminded me of something. You know, now that I think of it…” I slowly began to lower her against my body and her eyes began to widen and a smile formed across both sets of her lips. easter basket ideas for boys “I’ve already been the first man to penetrate you, thanks to you.” At this, I got a full toothy grin. Her lips touched the tip of my still achingly hard cock. “What’s the harm in doing it again…only deeper?” Her eyes lit up and I felt her wrists loosen from around my neck causing her weight to shift. I almost lost my grip on her tight little butt, but instead, she literally fell onto my cock and, thanks to gravity, my cock buried itself full to the hilt in one go. I caught her just in time and caught my balance without dropping her completely. Her legs were still wrapped around me and when my full seven inches squirmed inside of her, she could not stop moaning for more than a minute
It was like a dream, a wonderful, little-girl-pussy filled dream. Almost as soon as the tip of my cock made contact with her vaginal wall, all my soreness went away. Again my resolve was tested as I tried not to grab her ass tighter and fuck her until she passed out. But I knew that if I just risked cumming again, I may give myself a heart attack. So I resigned to do nothing for the moment, allowing myself to sink in and let Kimmy get a feel for me. I saw her reach her hand down toward her groin but I grabbed her wrist to stop her. “No no, baby
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If you want me to fuck you, you’re going to feel what it’s like by itself.” With her still verily impaled on my member, I gripped her ass decisively and lifted her off of me, missing almost immediately the feeling her little kitty was creating for me. I wanted her to think I was going to fuck her, but instead, I lifted her all the way off of me, her pussy making that same gentle popping. I was quickly growing to love that sound. She groaned deeply as she felt the absence of my fullness. “Nnn… you tease, Daddy.” She batted her hand gently against my chest. Well, I didn’t say when I’d fuck you, did I?” I smiled wide and she pouted, still being held up by the ass with my hands. “I said before, baby, I’m tired
But at least now, without question, I’ve taken your cherry.” I leaned forward and dropped her softly back onto the couch. I looked over to the portions of the couch that she came all over not too long before and it seemed to have evaporated already, though there was some kind of discoloration. I thought to myself that the only stain I’ve ever allowed on this expensive leather couch was the pussy juices of my little girl and my own cum. Although, it may have happened before on one of the many days Kimmy got home from school before I did from work. I stood back up and, to continue with my newfound boldness around my daughter, said to her “now clean off my cock and I’ll make us some lunch.” I smiled, caressing her long hair as she hungrily licked and sucked her own sweet, tasty, life-giving pussy juices off of me.
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TWO GIRLS MASTERBATING
21:09, 2011-Nov-24
Two girls masterbating. Fbailey story number 490 The Neighbor Computer Tech She was crying when she knocked on my door. I recognized her as the woman from next door so I opened my door and invited her in. Between the sobbing and the crocodile tears she managed to tell me that she had broken her husband’s computer and that he would kill her. She begged me to fix it for her
I told her that I would have a look at it. She also said that if he ever found out that I had touched his precious computer that he would kill me too. I was not impressed at all. I didn’t even like the guy. We had words when I first moved in about everything from mowing the lawn and trash to parking and snow removal. Basically I told him that it was my house and my property and if he had a problem with me in the future that he had better have his lawyer contact me or be accompanied by a police officer because I wanted nothing more to do with him


The eight-foot tall privacy fence that I had installed sealed the deal as far as I was concerned. So anyway here was his pretty wife in desperate need of my services, a damsel in distress if you will, I had to help her out. I grabbed my equipment and followed her over to her house. First I noticed how tight her jeans were and how fine her ass looked in them, and then I noticed how clean her house was. She took me into his ‘office’ where he kept his computer. She turned it on and I noticed the virus right away. I plugged my laptop into his USB port and ran my virus scanner


As it was working I asked her what she had been doing just before the problem arose. She blushed and said that she had been looking for nude pictures of herself in some of the sex sites that her husband had mentioned. Wow! She sure was pretty enough. She was about my age and several years younger than her husband was. I estimated her to be forty to forty-five while her husband must have been closer to sixty. I questioned her a little more after I started the clean up procedure on his machine. I also ran one of my own programs that I wrote that would search and copy every picture on his computer. It ran in the background so she was not even aware of what I was doing
She didn’t seem to be to computer literate anyway. When I prodded her for more details she informed me that her husband takes a hundred nude pictures of her every night and she is sure that they are out there on the Internet for other people to see. That led me to do another search for the web sites that he had recently visited and to copy the file that contained his passwords to those sites. I just had to check them out. Well his machine was good two girls masterbating as new when I left. I had covered my tracks and I had installed a program that would allow me to check in on him from time to time without him knowing. When she asked me what she owed me I smiled and said, “Some nude pictures of you. She frowned, drew in a deep breath, and said, “Okay, but you can’t tell my husband and you can’t post them on the Internet either. So how many do you want and how often? I had not expected that question from her but I quickly calculated in my head and said, “How about a hundred picture a week for ten weeks, at my house. She said, “Okay. Will noon on Wednesday mornings be okay with you? I get my hair and nails done in the morning and I’ll look my best then. I smiled and said; “Yes” then I left with a smile and a hard-on thinking that tomorrow was Wednesday. I work the midnight to eight shift backing up computes across the state and needed to get some sleep but first I had to go to the store. I needed a better digital camera for her, some kind of a backdrop, and maybe some props. The adult sex shop had what I needed


I bought a full set of colorful dildos in increasing increments of size and plenty of lubricant. When I got home in the morning I set up the extra bedroom as a photo studio. I painted the inside of clips handjob grannies the window black and hung up six florescent light fixtures to illuminate the room nicely. I hung up four backdrops that I bought off a photographer friend that no longer used them. He highly recommended taking pictures in the great outdoors instead of cooped up inside. That was a very good idea but first I just had to get her nude for pictures in my house. About eleven-thirty there was a knock on my door. She was early. She said that she would need to be naked for about a half-hour before I took pictures of her so that her bra and tight jean marks had time to disappear


Holy crap! She said that her husband insisted on that before every shoot. Who was I to argue with her? As I looked her nude body over she blushed. She was even more beautiful. Her hair and nails were perfect. She had her fingernails and toenails painted to match, bright red was a great attention getter. Her pussy had been freshly trimmed leaving a cute ‘V’ above her clit, obviously pointing the way to her goodies. Her nipples were rock hard and her breasts had just the perfect sag for their size. While we were waiting I showed her my studio and she was really impressed. She loved the thick white shag carpet that I had installed years ago
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She blushed when she saw the dildo assortment. When I told her that I would two girls masterbating be taking a burst of pictures each time to assure that I got her smiling and with her eyes open she didn’t question me. I told her that I had a whiteboard next to the door where I was going to keep track of the actual pictures. She told me that it wasn’t necessary and that I could take as many pictures of her as I wanted to at each session. She also said that we didn’t have to stop at ten sessions either. Her husband had not suspected a thing and she couldn’t be more happy with my work. During that session she suggested even more revealing pictures than I had anticipated taking on our first session
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When we got to the dildos she started with the smallest one, lubed it up, and shoved it all the way in. She held it in at various depths for pictures and then shoved the next one in. I was surprised when she took the biggest dildo into her pussy without any additional effort than the first one had taken. She then asked me if I had a wine bottle. Yes, I did. That wine bottle took her a little more effort to get it in but it fit. First she put it in neck first for pictures and then she put it in bottom first for more pictures
Incredibly only an inch or so of the neck stuck out of her pussy. I had no idea that a woman could be that big inside. She stood up and placed her feet about shoulder width and pulled that wine bottle out of her pussy. She replaced it immediately with the smallest dildo and removed her hands. After that big bottle and all of that lubricant in there that two girls masterbating tiny dildo did not slip out of her
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What muscle control. After three hours of taking pictures I told her that she could get dressed. She told me that I had to fuck her first. What! It was necessary, she said. Photo sessions made her so horny that sex was absolutely essential. Okay, who was I to argue with her? I took her to my bed, got undressed, and climbed between her legs. She pulled me into her and wrapped her legs around me, then she proceeded to fuck me from the bottom


She tossed me around like an old fashion wooden roller coaster ride. I hung on for dear life and enjoyed the ride. She hadn’t been kidding about being horny. She fucked me, she made me cum, and she sucked me dry too. Afterwards she insisted that I take pictures of her well used pussy with my cum drooling out of it. She also made me take pictures of me fucking her too. For some reason she wanted me to have conclusive evidence that I had fucked her. We had a standing date after that, every Wednesday at about noon


The sex was fabulous. She said that I was ten times better than her husband was in bed and behind the camera. I had to agree with her. I had found three of the sites that he had posted her pictures in and he really was not a very good photographer. The End The Neighbor Computer Tech 490



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18:39, 2011-Nov-21

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