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“Anyone home?” It was Sam (Samantha) calling out. She had just come home from work. I looked over in the bed at Mr. Hardy. Mr. Hardy was Sam’s dad.
Maybe I should explain.
Earlier today I had come over to hang out with my BFF Sam. It was finally summer. We were both single. Both just turned 19. (I was exactly a week older than Sam. Our Birthdays were about a month ago). Anyway, when I got here, I found out Sam had been called into work. She worked at the mall. I had planned on leaving, but somehow or another, I ended up with Mr. Hardys cock in my mouth instead! Ooops! Well, after swallowing (most of) his huge load of cum, and having a shower together (where he made me cum on his fingers) we were pooped. We had a bit of a nap together. I guess we overslept. His daughter was now home. And we were both still naked in his bed!
“Hello? Dad, are you home?” she called out again. Mr. Hardy looked at me. Quietly he said “stay here, be quiet!” and he got up to grab his robe. He was about to leave the room, when he looked back at me and smiled. With his robe half on, he leaned back onto the bed and kissed me deeply. A soft moan escaped my lips, and I could feel my sexual arousal beginning to stir again. Deep in my belly. I could tell the same was happening with him. Through his open robe, I could see his cock starting to stiffen again.
“Careful Mr. Hardy,” I said. Breaking off our kiss reluctantly. “Sam is going to know something is UP!” I smiled and pointed at his half hard dick. “Oops” he said, smiled again and left the room. Shutting the door behind him. I could hear him talking to Sam now in the kitchen. I couldn’t hear everything, but he was saying something about an afternoon nap.
After he left, I quickly and quietly started going through his clothes. Looking for something I could throw on that looked half normal on a girl. My own clothes had got pretty messy during my afternoon with Mr. Hardy, and he had thrown them in the wash. I only hoped that Sam wouldn’t find them and notice something was strange.
I found a white muscle shirt. It was too big for me, but it worked. A black pair of boxer shorts looked like baggy shorts on me. That would work too. Luckily I had left my shoes just outside Mr. Hardy’s bedroom. I opened the door just far enough to grab them and pull them back in. The bedroom was down the hall from the kitchen so I didn’t worry about being seen.
I sipped out the window, and hustled out of there. I did not need Samantha to find me in her Dads bedroom when she came home from work. We were great friends. But I don’t think she would have understood what happened. I barely did. I sent her a quick text. -hope work was good. Sorry I missed u. chat later?
* * *
Three days later. I received a text from an unknown sender. It read -Jan, its Mr. Hardy. I think we should talk? My heart thumped in my chest. I had not talked to Mr. Hardy since the other day. Sam and I had texted each other. Everything seemed normal with her. I added Mr. Hardy to my contacts. I didn’t want Sam seeing her dads name in my phone, so I entered it as Mr. Big. I giggled to myself. I could pass that off as a joke. I waited a few minutes, (didn’t want to respond too fast) then entered in my reply -ok. When? He wrote back immediately. -my house? 1pm? My face flushed. I was getting really excited. I should calm down. I was sure nothing would happen. He would tell me what a big mistake we had made. I would agree, and we would both try to forget it ever happened. Like I cold ever forget it. It has been amazing. Just thinking about it was making me wet. I texted back -ok. 1pm And I put a little smiley face at the end. I hit the send button.
* * *
About two hours later, I had showered, shaved my legs (and my pussy. I liked to keep it shaved bare. The boys love it!) and had made myself cum in the shower. I was now walking up the sidewalk to my best friends house. What had happened last time between Mr Hardy and I has been unexpected. This time I wanted to be ready for anything that might happen. I was wearing a short blue pleated skirt. School Girl style. White knee high socks with sneakers, and on top I wore Mr. Hardy’s tank top. Now tied in front to make it hug my body, and show off my flat tummy. I had condoms in my little purse. Just in case.
I knocked at the door. I didn’t have to wait long. Mr. Hardy open the door. He started to say something, then stopped, with his mouth open. He took in the sight of me, looking from top to bottom. When his eyes made their way back up to mine he grinned at me. “come in.”
He was wearing jeans and a white t-shirt. They both fit him very well. He was a well built man. Not overly muscular. But he worked out a bit, especially after he and Sam’s mom split up. No belly on him like most older guys I’ve seen. He wore no socks. His big feel made me remember what other big thing he was packing in those tight jeans.
He took hold of my hand and he pulled me in close. Pressing his hand against my lower back. I was pressed against him. I had to look up. He was nearly a full head taller than me. He looked into my grey-blue eyes, and then he kissed me. Gentle at first then increasing in pressure. He stopped for a moment. Giving me a chance to breath. My head was swimming. So much for ‘talking’ I though to myself.
I looked towards Sam’s room. “Don’t worry” he said gruffly. He stared kissing my neck now. “She’s at work until five.” he was still pressing me against himself. Kissing my neck. His other hand on the back of my head. “Mmmmmm” I moaned softly. I could feel a hardness in his jeans. Pressing against me. My own hands wrapped around him. Holding him tight. Feeling his strong back and making my way down to his very sexy bum. He grunted against my neck, and in response, his hands made their way down to my ass as well.
Both of his big hands started kneading my little ass cheeks. His hands slipped under my black cotton panties. He continued to squeeze my ass cheeks. Pushing them together, then pulling them apart. God, he was making me so wet. He really seemed to love playing with my ass. His fingers inched closer to my asshole. Slowly making their way to my most private spot. I moaned, in protest, but also in pleasure. It was an area I’ve never played around with. It felt strange and wrong. But kinda good at the same time.
“I’m not sure if I’m ready for you to play with that…” I mumbled. Feeling ashamed to deny him what he obviously wanted. He pulled back from me a little. “That’s ok honey. I wont push you until your ready.” I smiled up at him. Feeling a strange sort of love for this man that I had known nearly my whole life. “Thank you Mr. Hardy” I said to him. “Please,’ he said. “Call me Michael.” I smiled at him and a shiver went up my spine. “Ok” I giggled a little, “Michael.”
With that he picked me right up off the floor. His hands holding me firmly by my butt. I wrapped my legs around his waist. He turned and carried me towards his bedroom. I was very aware now of his bulging jeans. As he walked his hardness rubbed right up against my wet panties. Little moans escaped my lips as he walked. “You’re so light and tiny” Mr. Hardy said. Oops. I mean ‘Michael.’ “And your so BIG!” I said, grinding against him a little. I was hamming it up a little. He laughed. By now we had arrived at his bed. He lowered me down to the mattress gently. He was in complete control.
“You were so good with your mouth the other day” he said. Looking right into my eyes. “I want to return the favour.” I nodded my agreement. I was so excited for this. I had daydreamed about Michael going down on me for three days now. He kissed me hard on the lips. Then slowly made his way down to my skirt. He lifted it out of the way, then he pressed his face right up against my panties. “mmmmmmm” he moaned against me. His voice sending vibrations through me. “Oh!” I called out. I couldn’t help it. He started licking my panties. Tasting the juice that has soaked them.
“Oh Jan. You taste incredible” he said. His voice muffled by my panties. He bit the cotton with his teeth and pulled. Using his hands to help, he pulled them down my legs, and threw them on the floor. With his tongue he slowly licked the length of my wet pussy. “Mmmmmmm” I moaned turning my head and then gasping. He kissed all around my inner thighs. Teasing me.
“I love that your are shaved down here” he said. “Its so sexy.” I smiled at his approval, but I was unable to speak, as his tongue resumed its attack on my pussy. Finally he made his way to my clit. He licked it gently, then with increasing speed. He swirled around it and then began to suck it. His lips firmly around my clit, as his tongue continued to lash it. “Oh!” I said. “oh shit that is good.” my body squirmed as he continued. I could feel my orgasm beginning already. Michael was an expert at eating pussy. Before long he had me cumming. My legs pressed against his head and I rode his face until my orgasm tapered off. My body convulsing slightly.
I stroked his face, signalling to him that I was done. He looked up at me and smiled. He stood up and began stripping his clothes off. First his shirt, then he began to unbutton his jeans. “Let me!” I said, maybe a little too enthusiastically. I dropped down onto the floor and pushed his hands aside. I unbuttoned the rest of his jeans, and reached my hand inside. He was wearing no underwear. I felt his hard thick shaft in there. I wrapped my hand around it and pulled it out. There is was. Magnificent. The end was shiny with precum. I began stroking it. Getting a moan from Michael for my efforts. Not wasting any time, I slid it into my mouth. Coating it with my saliva. “Oh Jan” he said. I quickly had most of it in my mouth starting to gag myself slightly. He moaned loud. He was obviously enjoying what I was doing.
He surprised me when he pulled out on my mouth. He took my hand and stood me up. He kissed me, and began to take my shirt off. Pulling it over my head. I raised my arms, but before the shirt was all the way off, he stopped. Holding the shirt tight around my wrists. I smiled at him. “hmmm, kinky, Michael?” he just smiled, and looked down at my bare tits. His other hand began rubbing my small breasts. They are only an A-cup, but they are very nice. Firm and perky with little pink nipples.
He eased me back down on the bed. And kicked off his jeans, which I had left around his ankles. He spread my legs, my hands still tangled in the shirt. My little skirt still on. He began kissing my lips. Hard and deep. His tongue entering my mouth. I pressed back with my own. As he kissed me, I felt his dick rubbing against my pussy. Not entering me, just rubbing there. His long shaft pressing between us. My legs were wide. Allowing him full access. A part of my mind thought I should stop him. Should get a condom out of my purse. But in the heat of the moment, I just wanted this to happen.
I felt the head of his cock as it found the slippery entrance to my vagina. Our juices mingling together. His cock slid around there for a few minutes. Our tongues still battling. Slowly he began to push forward. A bit at a time. Each slow gentle thrust going a bit deeper. It felt amazing. He was thicker than any high school guy I had been with. He pushed in deeper, opening me up a little at a time. His mouth released mine, and a long moan escaped my lips. “Ooooooh, Mr. Hardy. Your so big. You fill me up!” He didn’t notice, or at lest didn’t mention that I had slipped back into calling him Mr. Hardy. Old habits.
Finally I felt him all the way inside. It was amazing. I expected it to hurt more. And it did just a bit. But in a good way. Like finally having something you never knew you were missing. He began to thrust faster now. His grunts coming regularly as he filled me with his meat. By now the shirt had come loose from my wrists, and I wrapped my arms around his shoulders. “Oh yeah. Yeah Yeah” I said. I could tell I’d be cumming again soon. It just felt too damn good. After a few minutes, he flipped me over. I was now on my knees. My little ass up in the air inviting him. He pushed back in again. In this position he was able to get in even deeper. I heard a little scream, not realizing it was me at first. His hands had found my ass cheeks again and he was holding me tight. He rammed into me. Increasing in speed. As we fucked, I felt something touch my asshole. His thumb I guess. I tensed a bit.
“Relax” he said. “I just want us both to feel good.” he was out of breath, but continued to slowly penetrate me from behind. His thumb rubbing my butthole slowly. “I wont put it inside. I’ll just rub it like this ok?” I have to admit, it was feeling pretty good. His cock deep inside me and his thumb working my ass. When I didn’t complain, he took that as a ‘yes.’ I began to relax. Finding that I was really enjoying what he was doing to my butt. I always though of the idea on anal play as being dirty and totally off limits. I was learning all sorts of things from Mr. Hardy.
My building orgasm was sped on its way by the new stimulation my ass was receiving. Before I knew it I was cumming again. My pussy clamping down on Mr. Hardy’s cock. I guess he noticed, because he grunted his approval. I started groaning as waves of pleasure ran through my body. Mr. Hardy gave my ass a little slap. “Ah!” I said in surprise. Then I surprised myself by telling him “harder!” he slapped me again. A bit harder this time. My god I was turning into such a bad girl today! HE slapped my ass a few more times, then I could tell he was almost ready to cum. This man sure did get turned on by doing things to my ass!
I probably shouldn't have let him cum inside me. But what the hell. I was on the pill right? I know sometimes it wasn't 100% but I was enjoying myself way too much. I turned my head so I could see him behind me. “You can cum in me Mr. Hardy. I’m on the pill.”
Hearing that seemed to be enough to send him over the edge. Soon I felt him tense up, and release his big wet load inside me. We both moaned and grunted in pleasure. He held on tight to my ass as he spent his load inside me. When he was finished, he collapsed on top of me. His cock softening inside me. Flattening me down on the bed. I giggled and said ‘mmmmm. Mr Hardy.”
“I thought I said to call me Michael” he said rolling off of me. Hid cock popped out of me with a small wet sound. “Sorry. You’ll always be Mr. Hardy to me.” I said smiling at him.
Maybe I should explain.
Earlier today I had come over to hang out with my BFF Sam. It was finally summer. We were both single. Both just turned 19. (I was exactly a week older than Sam. Our Birthdays were about a month ago). Anyway, when I got here, I found out Sam had been called into work. She worked at the mall. I had planned on leaving, but somehow or another, I ended up with Mr. Hardys cock in my mouth instead! Ooops! Well, after swallowing (most of) his huge load of cum, and having a shower together (where he made me cum on his fingers) we were pooped. We had a bit of a nap together. I guess we overslept. His daughter was now home. And we were both still naked in his bed!
“Hello? Dad, are you home?” she called out again. Mr. Hardy looked at me. Quietly he said “stay here, be quiet!” and he got up to grab his robe. He was about to leave the room, when he looked back at me and smiled. With his robe half on, he leaned back onto the bed and kissed me deeply. A soft moan escaped my lips, and I could feel my sexual arousal beginning to stir again. Deep in my belly. I could tell the same was happening with him. Through his open robe, I could see his cock starting to stiffen again.
“Careful Mr. Hardy,” I said. Breaking off our kiss reluctantly. “Sam is going to know something is UP!” I smiled and pointed at his half hard dick. “Oops” he said, smiled again and left the room. Shutting the door behind him. I could hear him talking to Sam now in the kitchen. I couldn’t hear everything, but he was saying something about an afternoon nap.
After he left, I quickly and quietly started going through his clothes. Looking for something I could throw on that looked half normal on a girl. My own clothes had got pretty messy during my afternoon with Mr. Hardy, and he had thrown them in the wash. I only hoped that Sam wouldn’t find them and notice something was strange.
I found a white muscle shirt. It was too big for me, but it worked. A black pair of boxer shorts looked like baggy shorts on me. That would work too. Luckily I had left my shoes just outside Mr. Hardy’s bedroom. I opened the door just far enough to grab them and pull them back in. The bedroom was down the hall from the kitchen so I didn’t worry about being seen.
I sipped out the window, and hustled out of there. I did not need Samantha to find me in her Dads bedroom when she came home from work. We were great friends. But I don’t think she would have understood what happened. I barely did. I sent her a quick text. -hope work was good. Sorry I missed u. chat later?
* * *
Three days later. I received a text from an unknown sender. It read -Jan, its Mr. Hardy. I think we should talk? My heart thumped in my chest. I had not talked to Mr. Hardy since the other day. Sam and I had texted each other. Everything seemed normal with her. I added Mr. Hardy to my contacts. I didn’t want Sam seeing her dads name in my phone, so I entered it as Mr. Big. I giggled to myself. I could pass that off as a joke. I waited a few minutes, (didn’t want to respond too fast) then entered in my reply -ok. When? He wrote back immediately. -my house? 1pm? My face flushed. I was getting really excited. I should calm down. I was sure nothing would happen. He would tell me what a big mistake we had made. I would agree, and we would both try to forget it ever happened. Like I cold ever forget it. It has been amazing. Just thinking about it was making me wet. I texted back -ok. 1pm And I put a little smiley face at the end. I hit the send button.
* * *
About two hours later, I had showered, shaved my legs (and my pussy. I liked to keep it shaved bare. The boys love it!) and had made myself cum in the shower. I was now walking up the sidewalk to my best friends house. What had happened last time between Mr Hardy and I has been unexpected. This time I wanted to be ready for anything that might happen. I was wearing a short blue pleated skirt. School Girl style. White knee high socks with sneakers, and on top I wore Mr. Hardy’s tank top. Now tied in front to make it hug my body, and show off my flat tummy. I had condoms in my little purse. Just in case.
I knocked at the door. I didn’t have to wait long. Mr. Hardy open the door. He started to say something, then stopped, with his mouth open. He took in the sight of me, looking from top to bottom. When his eyes made their way back up to mine he grinned at me. “come in.”
He was wearing jeans and a white t-shirt. They both fit him very well. He was a well built man. Not overly muscular. But he worked out a bit, especially after he and Sam’s mom split up. No belly on him like most older guys I’ve seen. He wore no socks. His big feel made me remember what other big thing he was packing in those tight jeans.
He took hold of my hand and he pulled me in close. Pressing his hand against my lower back. I was pressed against him. I had to look up. He was nearly a full head taller than me. He looked into my grey-blue eyes, and then he kissed me. Gentle at first then increasing in pressure. He stopped for a moment. Giving me a chance to breath. My head was swimming. So much for ‘talking’ I though to myself.
I looked towards Sam’s room. “Don’t worry” he said gruffly. He stared kissing my neck now. “She’s at work until five.” he was still pressing me against himself. Kissing my neck. His other hand on the back of my head. “Mmmmmm” I moaned softly. I could feel a hardness in his jeans. Pressing against me. My own hands wrapped around him. Holding him tight. Feeling his strong back and making my way down to his very sexy bum. He grunted against my neck, and in response, his hands made their way down to my ass as well.
Both of his big hands started kneading my little ass cheeks. His hands slipped under my black cotton panties. He continued to squeeze my ass cheeks. Pushing them together, then pulling them apart. God, he was making me so wet. He really seemed to love playing with my ass. His fingers inched closer to my asshole. Slowly making their way to my most private spot. I moaned, in protest, but also in pleasure. It was an area I’ve never played around with. It felt strange and wrong. But kinda good at the same time.
“I’m not sure if I’m ready for you to play with that…” I mumbled. Feeling ashamed to deny him what he obviously wanted. He pulled back from me a little. “That’s ok honey. I wont push you until your ready.” I smiled up at him. Feeling a strange sort of love for this man that I had known nearly my whole life. “Thank you Mr. Hardy” I said to him. “Please,’ he said. “Call me Michael.” I smiled at him and a shiver went up my spine. “Ok” I giggled a little, “Michael.”
With that he picked me right up off the floor. His hands holding me firmly by my butt. I wrapped my legs around his waist. He turned and carried me towards his bedroom. I was very aware now of his bulging jeans. As he walked his hardness rubbed right up against my wet panties. Little moans escaped my lips as he walked. “You’re so light and tiny” Mr. Hardy said. Oops. I mean ‘Michael.’ “And your so BIG!” I said, grinding against him a little. I was hamming it up a little. He laughed. By now we had arrived at his bed. He lowered me down to the mattress gently. He was in complete control.
“You were so good with your mouth the other day” he said. Looking right into my eyes. “I want to return the favour.” I nodded my agreement. I was so excited for this. I had daydreamed about Michael going down on me for three days now. He kissed me hard on the lips. Then slowly made his way down to my skirt. He lifted it out of the way, then he pressed his face right up against my panties. “mmmmmmm” he moaned against me. His voice sending vibrations through me. “Oh!” I called out. I couldn’t help it. He started licking my panties. Tasting the juice that has soaked them.
“Oh Jan. You taste incredible” he said. His voice muffled by my panties. He bit the cotton with his teeth and pulled. Using his hands to help, he pulled them down my legs, and threw them on the floor. With his tongue he slowly licked the length of my wet pussy. “Mmmmmmm” I moaned turning my head and then gasping. He kissed all around my inner thighs. Teasing me.
“I love that your are shaved down here” he said. “Its so sexy.” I smiled at his approval, but I was unable to speak, as his tongue resumed its attack on my pussy. Finally he made his way to my clit. He licked it gently, then with increasing speed. He swirled around it and then began to suck it. His lips firmly around my clit, as his tongue continued to lash it. “Oh!” I said. “oh shit that is good.” my body squirmed as he continued. I could feel my orgasm beginning already. Michael was an expert at eating pussy. Before long he had me cumming. My legs pressed against his head and I rode his face until my orgasm tapered off. My body convulsing slightly.
I stroked his face, signalling to him that I was done. He looked up at me and smiled. He stood up and began stripping his clothes off. First his shirt, then he began to unbutton his jeans. “Let me!” I said, maybe a little too enthusiastically. I dropped down onto the floor and pushed his hands aside. I unbuttoned the rest of his jeans, and reached my hand inside. He was wearing no underwear. I felt his hard thick shaft in there. I wrapped my hand around it and pulled it out. There is was. Magnificent. The end was shiny with precum. I began stroking it. Getting a moan from Michael for my efforts. Not wasting any time, I slid it into my mouth. Coating it with my saliva. “Oh Jan” he said. I quickly had most of it in my mouth starting to gag myself slightly. He moaned loud. He was obviously enjoying what I was doing.
He surprised me when he pulled out on my mouth. He took my hand and stood me up. He kissed me, and began to take my shirt off. Pulling it over my head. I raised my arms, but before the shirt was all the way off, he stopped. Holding the shirt tight around my wrists. I smiled at him. “hmmm, kinky, Michael?” he just smiled, and looked down at my bare tits. His other hand began rubbing my small breasts. They are only an A-cup, but they are very nice. Firm and perky with little pink nipples.
He eased me back down on the bed. And kicked off his jeans, which I had left around his ankles. He spread my legs, my hands still tangled in the shirt. My little skirt still on. He began kissing my lips. Hard and deep. His tongue entering my mouth. I pressed back with my own. As he kissed me, I felt his dick rubbing against my pussy. Not entering me, just rubbing there. His long shaft pressing between us. My legs were wide. Allowing him full access. A part of my mind thought I should stop him. Should get a condom out of my purse. But in the heat of the moment, I just wanted this to happen.
I felt the head of his cock as it found the slippery entrance to my vagina. Our juices mingling together. His cock slid around there for a few minutes. Our tongues still battling. Slowly he began to push forward. A bit at a time. Each slow gentle thrust going a bit deeper. It felt amazing. He was thicker than any high school guy I had been with. He pushed in deeper, opening me up a little at a time. His mouth released mine, and a long moan escaped my lips. “Ooooooh, Mr. Hardy. Your so big. You fill me up!” He didn’t notice, or at lest didn’t mention that I had slipped back into calling him Mr. Hardy. Old habits.
Finally I felt him all the way inside. It was amazing. I expected it to hurt more. And it did just a bit. But in a good way. Like finally having something you never knew you were missing. He began to thrust faster now. His grunts coming regularly as he filled me with his meat. By now the shirt had come loose from my wrists, and I wrapped my arms around his shoulders. “Oh yeah. Yeah Yeah” I said. I could tell I’d be cumming again soon. It just felt too damn good. After a few minutes, he flipped me over. I was now on my knees. My little ass up in the air inviting him. He pushed back in again. In this position he was able to get in even deeper. I heard a little scream, not realizing it was me at first. His hands had found my ass cheeks again and he was holding me tight. He rammed into me. Increasing in speed. As we fucked, I felt something touch my asshole. His thumb I guess. I tensed a bit.
“Relax” he said. “I just want us both to feel good.” he was out of breath, but continued to slowly penetrate me from behind. His thumb rubbing my butthole slowly. “I wont put it inside. I’ll just rub it like this ok?” I have to admit, it was feeling pretty good. His cock deep inside me and his thumb working my ass. When I didn’t complain, he took that as a ‘yes.’ I began to relax. Finding that I was really enjoying what he was doing to my butt. I always though of the idea on anal play as being dirty and totally off limits. I was learning all sorts of things from Mr. Hardy.
My building orgasm was sped on its way by the new stimulation my ass was receiving. Before I knew it I was cumming again. My pussy clamping down on Mr. Hardy’s cock. I guess he noticed, because he grunted his approval. I started groaning as waves of pleasure ran through my body. Mr. Hardy gave my ass a little slap. “Ah!” I said in surprise. Then I surprised myself by telling him “harder!” he slapped me again. A bit harder this time. My god I was turning into such a bad girl today! HE slapped my ass a few more times, then I could tell he was almost ready to cum. This man sure did get turned on by doing things to my ass!
I probably shouldn't have let him cum inside me. But what the hell. I was on the pill right? I know sometimes it wasn't 100% but I was enjoying myself way too much. I turned my head so I could see him behind me. “You can cum in me Mr. Hardy. I’m on the pill.”
Hearing that seemed to be enough to send him over the edge. Soon I felt him tense up, and release his big wet load inside me. We both moaned and grunted in pleasure. He held on tight to my ass as he spent his load inside me. When he was finished, he collapsed on top of me. His cock softening inside me. Flattening me down on the bed. I giggled and said ‘mmmmm. Mr Hardy.”
“I thought I said to call me Michael” he said rolling off of me. Hid cock popped out of me with a small wet sound. “Sorry. You’ll always be Mr. Hardy to me.” I said smiling at him.
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