It was just any other Friday night in my world. A ten hour day of work finally let out and I was looking forward to a weekend off. My best friend Bryan had hit me up earlier in the day asking if I wanted to come by his place tonight and chill. It was just going to be him and his 13 year old son. His wife Alyssa was going to be at a work conference in the next state over and he wanted someone to hang with him and have some drinks. I apologized to him, I had a date set up for the night that I was meeting at a hip club downtown.
The date itself was pretty bad. She spent the 2 hours we were together just texting friends and paying no attention to me trying to get to know her. When she told me her best friend was just down the street in another bar, I told her to go on and meet her friend, I was just going to call it a night after a long day. As I was paying up the tab and waiting for my receipt, my eyes caught a sight I wasn’t expecting to see. In a darkened corner of the club I saw Alyssa. I wasn’t sure it was her to begin with, Bryan had told me that she was several hours away for weekend. My doubts of her identity were washed away quickly as I spotted the very recognizable gecko tattoo on her neck. I was contemplating walking over to greet her when I became aware that she wasn’t alone here. A man, who was definitely not my buddy, walked up behind Alyssa and wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close into his chest. She leaned her head back and looked up at him before their lips met, right there in the corner of the club. I was shook for a minute as I looked on staring in her direction. I whipped out my phone real quick and got a fairly clear picture of them making out, with her tattoo visible there was no denying it was Alyssa in the picture. I snapped a few more just to be sure. As I was was pocketing my phone, my eyes still attached to where Alyssa stood, suddenly she looked my way and made eye contact with me. I watched as a parade of emotions washed over her in that moment. Her eyes showed that she recognized me across the room, and then a look of panic crossed her face. She knew what I saw and she seemed intensely worried. She tried to make a motion to wave me over, but having paid up I just turned and walked out to the parking garage where my truck was.
I was debating on what I should do. I should probably tell Bryan that his wife wasn’t where she told him she would be, and wasn’t with whom she had told him she would be. I was debating it for a couple reasons. In high school, I had been dating this girl Candi for a few months, when I found out that Bryan and her hooked up at a house party one night while I was working. I ultimately forgave him and dumped her, but it was something that I never forgot the pain of and had wished secretly that I could give back to him one day. I also knew that Bryan was a chronic cheater. I don’t know how many of his hookups Alyssa knew about, if any. Her and I weren’t really close to each other. They had been married for several years now, but most of our conversations were lacking any depth. She was just my buddy’s wife, and I had decided how he handled his marriage was his choice. So part of me thought, he deserved what she was doing, and part of me thought that maybe he knew about it. The initial plan I formed in my head on my walk to the truck was to call him tomorrow and fish around to see if I should even tell him what I saw. I had just unlocked my door and opened it up when I heard her call my name from behind me.
“James….oh my god. What are you doing here?” She asked a little out of breath from trying to catch up to me.
“Just had a date here tonight, same as you it looks like.”
“No it’s not like that.”
“I’d guess that dude with his tongue down your throat would beg to differ.”
Her pale skin reddened over from her cheeks down to her chest as she realized I had seen some of what happened. I could see in her eyes that a million thoughts were racing through her brain.
“You can’t tell him.”
“I mean, I really should. He’s going to find out eventually, and he’d be pretty pissed at me if he knew I could have told him first.” I told her while climbing into the driver’s seat. I didn’t really care if he left her over it. She wasn’t my favorite person. She was the type who would shit talk anyone just for a laugh, including her husband who she made fun of all the time for his hobbies like building lego sets. She made fun of an ex of mine over a bad haircut one time in the midst of a big friend gathering and completely embarrassed her. So Alyssa having to feel some shame and embarrassment didn’t sound too out of line.
“You know what? Fuck you James. I’ll just tell him that you hit on me and you’re mad that I wouldn’t fuck you.” She spit out.
I doubted immediately that Bryan would even believe that, he knew I didn’t like her, but I wanted her to think she had the upper hand for a minute. I didn’t say anything. I had my phone in my hand again, and quickly sent one of the pics of her making out with that guy to her.
“So keep your fucking mouth shut, or you won’t have a best friend anymore!” She yelled matter of factly at me, just as her text tone beeped in her hand.
“I guess he could think I photo shopped that, but I’m pretty sure he won’t.” I said nodding to the phone in her hand. She unlocked her device and looked down at the picture I sent her of her kissing that guy, while he cupped her blouse covered breasts in his hand.
“If it weren’t for that tattoo on your neck, he could even believe that it’s not you, but it’s pretty clear that it is. Even crazier that your work conference got moved to the new club in town, instead of 4 hours away like you told him. He’ll be happy you are so close.” I said with a shit eating grin as I turned my keys in the ignition and got my ride started up.
“Puhleeze James! You don’t understand! Don’t tell him, or send him the picture. It will ruin my life!” She whined.
“Pictures….plural.”
“Fuck, there’s more?”
“Each a little worse than the one before. You should know, it was your body that was getting groped in public back there.”
“What do you want? I’ll do anything. Please.”
Frankly I was tired and didn’t want to deal with her anymore. I told her, “I won’t tell him tonight. I’m tired and want to sleep. I doubt you can offer me anything that will stop me from telling him before the weekend is up, but as a favor to you, as though you deserve it, I’ll give you the rest of the night to think of what you could possibly offer me to keep my mouth shut. Or just accept your fate. If I haven’t heard from you by noon tomorrow, I’ll assume you are ready for him to know. You got my number.”
I closed my truck door and backed out, leaving her there seething and watching me leave.
As I laid in my bed a little while later, I was shamefully relishing in the idea of dropping that bomb on Bryan. It would make him feel how I did when he fucked my girlfriend, and it would make her feel the embarrassment that she had no problem doling out on other people. I slept really good that night.
It was 10am when I received a text from Alyssa that said “$500”. I replied with a laughing emoji. A reply came really fast, “That’s all I could get away with without him asking questions about it. Please.” I texted her back that it wasn’t my problem. Money wasn’t going to buy my silence, and that after thinking about it some more, she couldn’t offer me anything that could keep my mouth shut. I figured that was the end of that. I was planning to get myself together for the day, drop by Bryan’s place, show him the pics and texts, and that would implode his relationship. I’d get a small bit of revenge on them both, he’d feel the pain I’d felt being cheated on and she would be embarrassed in front of her family and friends for cheating. 10 or 15 minutes passed from the last reply I sent her when I heard a text come through. I saw on my lock screen she had sent a pic or gif or something, not just text. When I unlocked my phone, the screen filled with a picture of Alyssa’s naked ass, with a butt plug in, followed by “What if I offered you this? He’s told me you’ve never had anal before.”
I just stared at my phone for what felt like forever without replying. I had to admit, she had found something she could offer to keep me quiet after all. While I thought she was a rude and thoughtless bitch, I couldn’t help but admit she was gorgeous. She was a small woman, but she was put together, and spent a lot of gym time to keep everything tight. Her ass was something like a work of art, round and tight. It was her best feature without a doubt. I had found myself taking lingering looks at her in yoga pants several times over the years. Bryan made a point of telling me about how much she was into anal sex, and that she regularly squirted when being railed in her ass. My level of jealousy over it was insane. Through a myriad of girlfriends over the years, none were even interested in trying it but one, and the night she finally let me try didn’t last long. As soon as I got my tip in her backside, she screamed that it hurt and to stop. That was my one try at it. So not being able to get it, made it a bit of a kink for me. It was about 90 percent of the porn I watched. Bryan knew all of that, as we were never shy about sharing that stuff with each other. Now it was obvious that he shared some of those details with his wife.
Before I could form any response she texted again. This time a selfie of her laying out on a bed nude from head to toe, one hand was spreading her pussy, putting her whole body on display. Her tits were small little mounds on her chest that looked like they would fit in my mouth perfectly. Her womanhood looked wet and inviting, shaved except a small patch of bush over her pussy. “In fact, you can have all of it, if you keep your mouth shut.”
I was torn. This is my friend’s wife, whom he cheated on at least 3 times in the last couple years that I knew about. Doing that to him was fucked up, but when he slept with my girlfriend years ago was fucked up too. Alyssa was a rude self absorbed bitch, but she was a complete knock out and I was horny as hell in the midst of a months long dry spell. I was throwing all the pro’s and cons back and forth through my head without responding, when she texted again. This time she laid out on that bed, but with a pink dildo inside her wet snatch, followed by the message, “What you can’t handle me pussy? You wouldn’t even know what to do with a woman like me.”
Now I was just pissed off. Here I held the cards over her, and she is treating me like this? Fuck her.
“A woman like you? That’s rich. You’re just a piece of fuck meat. I know exactly what to do with a slut like you.” I texted back.
“Prove it daddy.”
“I know you are still “out of town”, so my place 7pm. Forget the word ‘No’ for the night bitch, and don’t be late.” I don’t know how those words came out of me. I’m usually a lot more reserved and respectful, but her nonchalant attitude about her circumstances had gotten under my skin.
“Oh you’re tough now huh? We will see.” She texted back.
“One minute after 7, he gets the pictures, unless you are on your knees in front of me. You tell me no, he gets the pictures. Your choice, and considering I know how much of a slut you are, I’ll see you on your knees this evening bitch.”
I’m not sure I had ever been more angry and turned on at once. I knew I had to get this feeling out of me and in the midst of just a couple texts, I knew I was going to get it out of me by using every inch of her body until I couldn’t any longer.
I hit up Bryan in the afternoon to check on him and see what he was up to. He had told me that Alyssa was supposed to be home late in the evening originally but she had let him know she was going to have to stay one more night. He had set up a sleepover for his son at one of his friend’s house so Alyssa and him could have some alone time, but since she canceled on him he was going to go grab drinks with Kennedy, one of his past flings. That cemented my position. He was out cheating on her, while she was out cheating on him. They deserved each other. He asked about my plans, so I told him I met this chick at the bar after my date last night and I was going seal the deal tonight. He congratulated me and told me he had to go. I spent the rest of my afternoon fucking around my apartment, feeding myself and playing some games.
At 6:50 I saw her Jeep pull in to the parking lot through my balcony window. I paused my video game to watch as she got out of the Jeep. She had a tight black tank top stretched across her luscious b cups, even from the distance I could see her nipples poking out straight, no bra in sight. She had a black pleather type skirt clinging to her round ass and shapely hips. I looked on as she checked her appearance in her side mirror, pulling her black hair up into a ponytail, before turning to walk across the steps to my 3rd floor apartment. I quickly shuffled over to unlock my door and returned to my couch, texting her quickly that my door was unlocked and she was expected to come in and take her place immediately.
I went back to my game and tried to pay little attention to Alyssa walking into my apartment. I saw her give me a little sneer out of the corner of my eye as she saw me on the couch not looking at her.
“Well I’m here.” She said looking at me. I didn’t say anything, I just snapped my fingers and pointed to the floor in front of me. I could see her roll her eyes as she knelt down on her knees staring into my eyes. I continued to ignore her for another minute or two as I finished up the level I had been playing. Right as I finished up she spoke again.
“What the fuck man? I’m here on my knees in front of you and you are ignoring me.”
“You’re only here to be my fuck toy for the night, not to bitch and complain. So let’s drop the attitude, or you can leave now and explain everything to your husband.”
She wanted to say something, but instead pursed her lips and nodded. I was thrilled watching her compliance, how many times I had wished to put her in her place before.
“Why are you on your knees in front of me?”
“Because you told me to.”
“That’s not why you are here bitch. The truth, I want to hear it.”
“I’m here so you won’t tell Bryan.”
“Tell him what? Go ahead and say it.”
“Umm, I’m here so you won’t tell Bryan that you caught me cheating on him.”
“And what are you going to do to keep me from telling him?”
“I’m going to let you fuck me.”
“HA! Let me? I didn’t ask for this. Try again.”
“I’m going to be your fuck toy tonight, so you won’t tell him.”
I could see the shame wash over her, hearing her own words, forcing a wide grin across my face. I finally stood up and approached where she knelt on my floor. I pulled the front of my basketball shorts down and let my 7 inch cut white cock hang free in front of her face.
“It’s not going to suck itself slut. Get to work.”
Her eyes darted up to meet mine, again clenching her jaw so she wouldn’t talk back to me. She hesitates at first, not making any movement. Bryan had bitched to me many times over the years that Alyssa didn’t like giving head. Only when she got really drunk or stoned would she be up for it, so I knew why she was hesitant. I took my member in my hand and slapped her lips with it a couple times, then each of her cheeks.
“You don’t want to suck my dick? A slut like you has given plenty of blowjobs. Open your mouth and suck my cock or get the fuck out.”
Finally her lips parted and her mouth opened, so I pushed the head of my dick into her mouth. I felt her tongue snake across my tip a few times but otherwise she wasn’t doing anything. Frustrated I pulled my dick back out of her mouth and slapped her across the lips with it again.
“Either suck my cock like the little whore that you are, or this is done. I’m finished playing with you. You offer yourself to me, and then sit here and try not to be the slut you are? I don’t give a shit if you like giving head or not. Suck this cock.”
Once again her jaw clenched momentarily while she fought the feelings drowning her. Finally she leaned forward and began to work my cock with her wet mouth. I stood there and let her do her thing. She was timid to begin with, only allowing the first few inches into her mouth while blowing me.
“Jesus, you are fucking terrible. Bryan is better off not having to deal with this teenage BS blowjob. Fuck this!” I exclaimed pulling my cock back out of her mouth and stuffing it back in my shorts.
“Just fucking get out and go tell him. This isn’t worth my time.”
“But I thought you wanted this? Please! You can still fuck my ass.” She pleaded.
I was just fucking with her for fun at this point. She was so worried about Bryan finding out and losing her cushy lifestyle, that I knew I could push her around some.
“If your head game is that weak, your ass is probably not worth my time. So, think I’ll just pass and tell him myself.” I grabbed my phone from the arm of the couch and unlocked it, making like I was about to call him.
“I can do better! I promise!”
“Prove it then and stop fucking around.”
She didn’t waste any time extracting my half hard member and swallowing down as much of me as she could. She slurped and sucked, jerking my shaft with one hand and rolling my balls around with her other. She had become determined suddenly. While it felt great, it was far from the best. You could feel she never spent much time practicing. Her small 110 pound frame was all she thought she needed to get what she wants. She was beautiful and used it to her advantage, but never, it seemed, ever tried to actually please a man. Well until now, she was putting some work in, but it wasn’t doing it for me. After a few minutes of her moving up and down my length she attempted to swallow down all of me, making it a little more than halfway. I used the opportunity to grab her head and push it further down my shaft, making her begin to gag and try to pull away, but I thrust into the back of her throat a couple times first before I let her sit back to look up at me with spit dangling from her lips.
“Don’t do that asshole.” Alyssa muttered.
I laughed at her and slapped my saliva covered dick on her lips again. She opened her mouth to say something else but I just slipped my dick back between her lips and into her mouth. I took a handful of her dark ponytail and used it to direct her up and down my shaft while she tried to fight me a bit.
“I said you don’t say no, or you leave. Keep chugging that cock slut.” I told her while using her face for my pleasure. She looked up at me as my words registered and stopped trying to fight my grip on her head. Much to her dismay I continued on for a couple minutes. Using her ponytail, I pulled her back off of my cock and pulled her up to her feet.
“Lose the clothes. All of it. Now.” I commanded while slowly stroking my shaft. With my free hand, I unzipped her tight black skirt and watched as it fell to the floor around her ankles revealing a pair of red lacy thong underwear. I could see through the lace to the full bush she had shaped over her sex. She pulled her tank top off over her head, exposing her supple little titties. Her nipples were standing straight out like little pencil erasers. I really couldn’t stand this woman. Her personality was garbage, her attitude was worse, but her body was a man’s dream. Here it was standing in front of me, to be used as I saw fit.
I reached out and got my first handful of her tits, squeezing them together and then pinching her nipples feeling them harden up. I reached behind her and took ahold of one of her tight and smooth ass cheeks. I squeezed and pulled on it, before slapping it hard wanting to see of it would jiggle from my touch, yet it barely moved at all. As I groped and slapped her ass, I saw the plug in her ass, just like the picture she had sent me the day before. I slipped a finger in the band of her panties, and pulled them down finally exposing every sexy inch of her skin to me. I walked around around her running my hand across her skin from her back to her tits again now standing in front of her. Her pale skin flushed as my hand left her breast and trailed its way down her flat stomach and through her bush. I could feel the heat emanating from between her legs.
“Having fun yet?” I asked looking into her eyes.
“You are a fucking prick.” She told me.
I slipped my hand further down, until I felt her slick pussy lips parting and letting my fingers slide against her labia.
“Feels like you are enjoying yourself.”
“Fuck you.”
“Your pussy is dripping right now.”
“Not because of you.” She retorted.
I slid my fingers up and down her pussy from her clit to her taint, feeling the slick juice coat my fingers. As I teased her womanhood I continued to talk to her.
“It’s not me that turned you on? So you so like sucking dick then?”
“No I hate that shit.”
Finally I plunged my middle finger inside her, forcing a small groan from her.
“I see now what has got you so turned on. You like being a slut….no that’s not it. You like feeling like a slut don’t you? You can’t help yourself. You dislike me just as much as I dislike you. You don’t like sucking cock, but your pussy got flooded when I made you put it in your throat.” I kept up slowly fingering her while I looked into her eyes.
“Just shut up about it please.” Her meager reply came. I couldn’t help but smile wide, as I now knew both of us were going to really enjoy this. I was loving watching Alyssa submit and do what I told her to, the power dynamic making my head cloudy. Alyssa, well I knew that she was going to love being used like a common whore.
“Go sit on the couch, laid back with your legs spread.” I told her motioning to the leather love seat across from her. She did as I told her immediately.
“Now play with your pussy for me. I want you to feel how wet you have gotten in just 10 minutes. Spread your lips for me and feel your wet ass pussy.”
She looked very annoyed but did as I asked. Her right hand snaking down her mound and then spreading her butterfly wings, exposing her grooly mess. Alyssa toyed with her pussy for a moment before I watched her slip a finger inside herself, biting her bottom lip lightly as she touched her button with the other hand. I watched slowly stroking my aching cock. Her eyes darted down to my swollen member.
“It’s bigger isn’t it?” I asked with no response from her.
“You can tell me. I see you looking at it.”
“Longer and thicker.” She finally said, the intensity of her finger movements picking up. It looked as though she was on the precipice of climax, so I told her to stop playing with herself as I approached closer to her. She groaned a little knowing she wasn’t going to get to cum just yet. I dropped down to my knees on the floor, my cock bouncing right in front of her waiting snatch. I let the head of dick touch her white hot pussy lips, eliciting another groan from her, feeling the touch. I dipped just the tip of my mushroom head into her and stopped.
“Tell me you want it.” I demanded.
“Just do it already.” She replied.
“Tell me you want it. Tell me how you want to feel me stretch that pussy.”
I pulled my tip back out of her and ran its length up against her slimy sex, and then back down, my head up against her opening. She tried to buck her hips a little to pull more of me into her. I slapped one of her tits hard and told her again to tell me. There was a look of initial shock at the slap across her chest, that faded into a shameful reluctance.
“I want it.” She barely squeaked out.
“I didn’t hear you.”
“I want your big cock in my pussy.”
I pushed myself forward, burying deep inside her. “Begging for cock like the fucking slut that you are.” I said holding my shaft inside her. I grabbed each of her small perky breasts and began to thrust in and out of her. She was biting at her lip again trying not to moan at the feeling of my cock filling her. I wasn’t fucking her for more than a minute when I felt it. Her pussy swelled and clamped down on my cock, finally a loud long moan escaped her.
“You fucking slut. You just came before we even got started. You needed a real dick bad didn’t you?” I teased her while pushing towards her cervix.
“You love this cock splitting you open don’t you?” She slightly nodded her head as she rode out her climax. I pulled out of her and stood. I grabbed her by her hair again and brought her head to my cum covered cock. This time there was no hesitation she opened her mouth and began to suck her cum off of me. I held her hair but she did all the work herself. She was suddenly very into it and grabbed my balls to pull my cock deeper into her mouth.
“I fucking knew you were a dirty little slut. Look at you sucking your cum off my dick.”
She moaned out around my shaft as I forced myself into her throat. Holding her head against my pelvis, I reached over the top of her and slapped each one of her ass cheeks hard, reddening up her white skin. She began to struggle against me, so I let go of her head and she fell back on to the couch. Looking up at me, sweat and spit on her face, eyes full of lust. She swung her leg over and jumped up to her knees on the couch, swaying her ass back at me. I came up behind her and slipped two fingers inside her dripping snatch making her moan out, “Fuck me” ever so softly.
I pulled my fingers out of her and slapped her ass even harder. “Say it like the cheap slut you are!” Slapped again, her cheeks red now.
She looked back over her shoulder at me, “Use my pussy. Fuck me me with that big dick. It’s so much bigger than his.” I slammed into her from behind to the hilt. Alyssa groaned but pushed back against me. Before I could begin to pump into her, she started rocking her hips. Milking my cock with her velvet walls. I leaned over her, wrapping one arm under her until I could get my hand around her neck, my other arm braced against the wall. I used my grip on her to pull her ear to my mouth.
“You love this cock slut?” She began to shake and moan. “Ffffuck it feels good. Mmmm it’s big.”
“Are you going to cum on my cock again? You love being a fuck toy, fucking whore.”
She did. Pushing back against my pelvis harder, she ground her pussy against me, swallowing every inch I had to give her.
“Fucking cumming! My slut pussy is cumming on your thick cock! Oh. My. Gawd.” She exclaimed in time with her thrusts back against me. I let go of her throat and pushed her head back down. Taking over the tempo I rhythmically slammed into her from just the tip, to fully buried over and over. The intensity of my thrusting mixed with muttering and moans coming from my fuck doll was pushing me towards a massive orgasm. One last time I pushed up against her cervix and ground myself down for a few moments before I fully pulled out of her cummy mess of a fuck hole. I needed a moment to collect myself.
I wrapped two fingers around the purple plug that was saving her ass for me, and pulled on it slightly making her almost growl. I toyed with it, pushing on pulling on it a few times before I pulled it completely from her puckered backside. I dropped it down on the couch and sat down, my glistening cock bobbing the air. Alyssa leaned over and took me back in her mouth moaning as her lips and tongue cleaned all her cum from me again. I pushed her head down telling her to lick my balls clean from her slut juice too.
While she licked and sucked on my tightening sack, I lubed my cock up preparing for what she had come here for in the first place.
I grabbed her arm and pulled her off of me and turned her around, pulling her back on to my lap. My lubed up cock stood up between her legs throbbing, her back laying across my chest. I played with her nipples, pinching and pulling making her breathe heavy against me. With one arm I lifted her up, so I could position my dick up to her tight waiting asshole. I lined myself up and lowered her ass down, letting me impale her puckered hole. She moaned out, “Holy fuuuuuccckk” as my tip pierced her and entered her.
“It’s so fucking big.” She cried as she slid down my shaft inch by inch until I had all of my 7 inches in her ass. Slowly at first I thrust up and down stretching her. With one hand I groped at her tits. My other was now down teasing her dripping pussy. This is when she took the initiative and began to really ride my cock. Her breathing and moans becoming more irregular as the feeling of me filling her took over. With her feet on my thighs and arms on the top of the couch, she fucked herself with my cock in her ass. Up and down she slid. I wrapped a hand around her throat while she rode me which sent her into a huge orgasm. Her pussy swelled and released a wave of squirting orgasm, making her almost scream.
“Fuck I’m cumming!!!!” She yelled as she rode me through her climax. With my arms around her I rolled us over so she was prone on the couch, my dislike still buried in her ass. I have her no rest as I felt my orgasm rising too. I pound down into her ass over and over as I teased her more with my words.
“You fucking slut. You love having a big cock stretch your ass. You’re a worthless fucking whore.” I told her as I neared my end. I started slapping her ass cheeks again as I continued to pump in and out of her tight hole.
I pulled out of her to readjust but she flipped over and swallowed my cock back down into her throat and sucked me with such force there was no where for me to go. I couldn’t hold back any longer. I began to cum. My first thick volley in the back of her mouth, making her cough and gag. She pulled her mouth off of me making my next spurt of jizz splash across her face. Before she could react u had her ponytail in my hand and I forced her mouth back around my cock, shooting three more thick shots of cum into her mouth.
“Swallow it like the fucking skank you are. Eat my cum.” I demanded as I fucked her throat.
Alyssa laid on my couch a mess of spit, sweat and cum. I snapped a couple pictures of her, for my own personal library before I told her I was through with her and to get the fuck out. She protested a bit but finally dressed and left after I pulled my shorts back on and turned my PS4 back on.
I didn’t tell Bryan about it over the following week. I figured the whole thing was over and was ready to move on looking for a new girlfriend, but 10 days after out encounter Alyssa texted me late at night.
‘I can’t stop playing with my slut pussy thinking about your fat cock in me. Can I come by?”
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