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Ken saw "twerking" and loved it. I tried doing it but I just don't have a bottom that bounces around.
My parents are both coming around to the new reality. They don't yet know I'm carrying.
Brian is traveling over early for Zoe and career opportunity. I guess a bean counter accountant can go anywhere. It sure looks like the real deal here with these two. Together they are so much into each other. In private, Brian is preoccupied with being in Zoe. She is truly a hot ebony babe and Brian just can't get enough. Nor can she.
Ken is starting to arranging the legal paperwork for Brian. Ken has informed me there will be official paperwork problems. Those which can only be eliminated by marrying a citizen! Since Brian and Ken have bonded I think this is a super thing. If I can have my Ken and my Brian here, it would just make things perfect.
In Ghana, white women are looked on as a trophy. Thus Ken's demeanor when we are out in public. Puts him on top of the food chain in social settings so to speak. So I'm his new Ferrari so to speak. And he is my prize as well.
I'm learning sex is not a big thing here, at least when all the family stuff is in order. And here is the story of how I learned that not all men in Ghana are allergic to eating pussy.
Vegas to Chicago to Paris to home. One heck of a long trip. Thankfully we slept well on the last 2 legs. Got back in time and refreshed for a Ken's seasonal frat/rugby/key party this past Sunday.
It's a social organization of men who did university in the UK. Ages run from the 20 year olds to the 50 plus year olds. There are a lot of Ferrari's there, meaning white wives. By my estimation I'd say close to a third of these men have light skinned wives. Needless to say I made a few new friends and heard quite a few saucy stories. Food was excellent, most home prepared. I did double stuffed beefsteak & bacon potatoes, which was new to most and enjoyed by all. The Rugby contests were absolutely brutal. The rugby is best described as organized war without weapons. Lots of mud and blood with one fellow having to be carted off to the doctors with a busted arm.
Ken had me prepared for the key party part of the day. After describing the sexual taboos, he let it be known it was my choice if we did not go home together. But it was my choice. So we had a simple thumbs up signal. I thought "Key" parties were from the US 1970's hippie era in middle class suburbia. Well, they are a bit of the rage over here.
I dressed sexy, a bit over the top. A thigh hugging knit skirt with a glittery white spandex scoop neck top with a bra from the Victoria's Secret angel collection, all on top of 4" heels. Thus all my good to begin with assets looked much enhanced.
A man I'll call "Joe" did not play rugby. Joe is an alias. He is in his late 40's. He is a native. His wife "Jane" (another alias) is German/Swiss and about 10 years younger. Delightful people. Jane invited me back to their place for cleanup and the key party if I were interested. Once I told Ken he let me know Joe was the organizer, he and Jane had a big place and there would likely be many couples there. Ken thought it good, so I accepted.
Later at Joe & Jane's place the rugby players all showered the muck off themselves and changed into fresh clothes. Drinks flowed endlessly, lots of fruit based drinks which hide the alcohol. I was borderline stupid drunk after a short while. Late afternoon Joe announced it was time for "The car swap", a few couples left, 8 couples remained behind. 6 of them were mixed race pairs. Jane along with a couple had earlier taken me aside for the intro talk to what this all was. Key party means hard swap and it was the girls time to be bad!
Jane had told me our car keys would not be in the mix as she and Joe had already claimed us. She went out of her way to know if I was OK with that. I could just nod my head and from that point on I started looking at Joe & Jane differently. After that Ken and I had our thumbs up moment.
Keys were thrown into a cooking pot. Ladies were supposed to blindly reach in and grab one. Jane as hostess got to go first, looked directly in and pulled out Ken's keys. This brought laughs. We also had a good laugh when one lady pulled out her husbands keys and announced "no way, one of you can have my guy" and went back in for another pick.
The ladies went back to the main part of the house, found their key owners and began to gather up their bags and leave together. Joe and Jane came over, said I could leave as it was customary but I did not have to. The place was big enough. With an approving look on Ken's face already there I decided to stay. Jane simply took Ken by the hand and walked him away, her final words were "We'll stay to this side of the house".
So it's just Joe and I in an big empty room and Joe leads me off towards the guest quarters. About Joe, he is quite tall, about as tall as Ken and very skinny. For his age he is in terrific shape from the neck down. His face and balding head do show his years.
Upon entering a well appointed guest wing Joe closed the door and began to caress me at the hips. I turned, excited and being devoted to hot kissing, I went right to Joe's lips. I was met in kind with eager passionate lips. I can't say how long we stood there locked together kissing and caressing and checking out each others bodies but it was long enough that I did not see an older man. Joe was now a well assembled man with a cock.
Joe said "Allow me" as he got on his knees to remove my heels. Now I am short again as he pulls down my skirt revealing nothing more than a patch thong. At this moment he notices I am completely hairless. He brings his mouth into me and nibbles at the patch. I'm in heaven !! Joe then stands, I reach my arms up and Joe removes my spandex top. He sees the bra and declares "We'll leave that on for now. Your turn to prepare me".
I take off his top and a hard body is revealed. I go back to kissing while tugging his shorts down and immediately realize his cockhead is hanging down below the leg opening of his boxers. With my attention on it, I go to my knees to get a good look at what I have in store. I fell backwards in my ass, I expect my eyes were wild open while I had a hand covering my open mouth. Joe says "Surprised?" I nod. Joe's appearance was something like a cartoon character. Slim fat free torso, skinny legs and an enormous semi erect uncut 3rd leg. I went back to this ridiculously huge cock, brought my lips to the foreskin and Joe said "Allow me first." Perfect.
Joe led me to the bed, laid me down and placed his thick lips at my pussy while pulling off my thong. Joe licked me, hummed into me, fingered me and drove his tongue up and down the length of my lips. It was not long before I was holding his head in place with both hands and coming to my first of many climaxes. Joe is a pussy eater who enjoys it immensely. For this alone I am so grateful. You need to know, I have not had a mans tongue touch me there in about 2 years. This alone would have been enough for me.
I'm panting after I don't know how many climax's when I say "69?". I mean, I have to get close up to that obscenely huge cock. I'm sitting firmly on Joes chin picking this cock up with both hands. By far it's the meatiest thickest cock I've ever touched. I start to work my tongue around the head and the foreskin pulls back behind the glans. I could not do much with it for a couple reasons. My attention was on the things Joe's mouth was doing to my pussy plus with his size, all I could do was slobber all over it and work the head. Through all this Joe was hard but not getting rock hard. Without words I moved around to a position which let Joe know it was time to fuck me.
"Condom?" I ask. Joe says "Not in this house." Probably would not fit anyhow.
I say "You can't cum inside me." I don't know why I said something so stupid. I wanted that whole enormous cock in me filling me with his seed. Heck, I'm already knocked up, so this is like a free shot.
Joe says "I will only cum inside you.". Which I later learned is the only way he can cum. I can suck on him forever and he will not shoot, he needs pussy.
I say "Take me Joe.".
The taking me part was different. I was certainly wet and loose enough. He was still not rock hard. His cockhead entered me easily. Very easy. Joe then had to use his hand to help getting himself in deeper. Kind of grabbing the shaft as he pushed. He did this well, I guess from a lot of practice. We lay coupled together for a long time grinding. He finally pulls my bra down under my breasts and thank god he sucked on them. Seeing his jet black face buried in my milk white only made things hotter. That was about the time of my first vaginal orgasm. It's a rare thing for me. I'm pinned under him, literally stuffed full of a semi hard erection and I go into an uncontrollable orgasm. Joe was pure gentleman letting me come down. All he said was "Good." as he pulls my legs up. His hands are at the back sides of my knees as he swings my knees up till they are touching my shoulders.
Joe is now in complete control, starting to get very hard and is slowly working his entire length into me without having to use his hand any longer. Again, I'm taken by my second vaginal orgasm which is immediately followed by a third. Throughout all this Joe is just looking me in the eyes, unmoving, allowing me to come down while he hold a big grin. The things his giant cock was doing to me did in fact make him feel like the manliest man on the planet.
Joe then resumes pumping me. He is in. I've got his pubic bone pressed against mine and a huge ball sack resting around my asshole. I'm telling him "I can't believe I have all of you!". He whispers back "Yes, now it's my turn." And he starts to pump, up till now his motion was to get in, now Joe is pulling out some before diving back in. Every time he does this it's a little more accommodation my body needs to do. I think he is getting bigger. So I say "Are you getting longer?". His reply was yes that he would now get (his words) "Now I will get hard as a rock".
Joe would withdraw some, then bear down into me. Every so often and with repeated frequency he would hurt me, not a bad hurt at all. The kind of hurt that told you a serious sized cock was in the house. At the end of his thrust I started to say "Hold" which gave me chance to form around him or something like that. On every "Hold" Joe was giving me all he had and I felt something inside me move around. There had to be close to a dozen of these holds. Eventually it got as comfortable as possible and in hindsight I'm glad he had me pinned in that control position. Comfort was replaced by lust and pure enjoyment and bliss. Dirty lust from me as I'm telling him how much of a woman he is making me. Joe is hitting me with a stroke length longer than the length of an above average cock. At this point I have my 4th vaginal orgasm. Only this time Joe does not stop pumping me. Mouth to mouth, sweat dripping all over us and Joe tells me "I'm close to filling you.", which dumb me says "You're going to get bigger?". He could read some fear in my face as he says "No, just fill you with my cum.". "Oh God yes" was my response "I want it all, complete me, cum inside me... now". Which coincides with my 5th vaginal orgasm. I mean, if I have 5 in 5 months that's a personal victory. 5 in under 2 hours is addicting.
Somewhere when I was lost in that last orgasm Joe came to his climax. I recall a few very loud grunts and some words I could not understand. I could feel him up inside me to a higher spot, I could feel the root of his cock jerking and pulsing as he filled me with eager sperm. Somewhere below my breastbone I could feel final resting spot of the tip of his cock.
Joe's come down period was long. He released my legs, a little cramped up by that time. I relaxed them by wrapping them around his waist and not letting him go. He stayed deep inside me for longer than any man has ever done. I could feel his heartbeat inside me. "Draining out the last drop" he said. I then did the best I could to repeatedly squeeze him with my muscles to milk out every last drop. Every time I squeezed I got an approving moan out of Joe. How rewarding it was as we added deep passionate kissing to his draining out process. He then told me I am the best partner he ever had. I smiled as he was also my best.
Upon his withdrawal something unusual happened. Semen leakage. Usually when I take a deep load from a long cock it stays planted. No drip. This time there was a flow. I'm guessing that since our copulation was (guessing here) for more than a hour I was stretched out to a point where things did not tighten up. Was my vagina and cervix just an open pipe? I think so. Joes seed flowed out of me in a quantity which I would have found beyond my imagination prior to this. And it just kept flowing. This just made me all the happier as I do love earning my mans cum. The more the better!
The only downside to this older man was that later when I was ready and wanting to have his cock to myself for the second time, I could not get him hard enough. Oh I tried everything from prostate massage to visual aids by covering his package with boobs, nipples and lips. Round 2 was not till much later Sunday evening.
After that 1st go at Joe we both heard noises, so we both headed out to the kitchen/den area. Ken and Jane were out there. I went to Jane and we went off away from the boys. "Jane, thank you." were my first words. Jane's response was "You're k**ding me? He is brutal sometimes. Plus I just had the most athletic and best fucking of my life. Mind if I keep him?". I giggled and replied "Only if I can keep yours!". I then whispered about my 5 vaginal orgasms while Joe had me impaled. She said "Maybe you should keep him.", and I was told some of her similar experiences with Ken. She asked if I took all of him, I told her I did and never had anything like it. Jane then told me I had taken a little over 17 inches. Is that a record? I know it's a personal best. And yes, I am a bit sore. Jane then asked "Did he cum?" I just pointed to my area torso center under my boobs. I talked of the run out and Jane tells about her having him pull out once and cum in a glass, which she later measured as more than 100 ml. So when I got home I took a measuring cup, that's over 4 ounces. No surprise now on why I leaked.
I've since learned Ken had an equally enjoyable and exciting time with Jane. It pretty much proved itself when we were all sitting around listening to BBC World News. At the same moment we both said BBC is Big Black Cock, the news will never look the same again! From now on every time I watch the news I'm going to have sex memories! After the BBC line, Jane just laid on Kens lap, pulled his cock out and started to stroke and suck him in front of me. Brazen? Yup. Bothersome? Nope.
I turned to Joe, grabbed his cock said "See you all later" and used his cock like a leash to drag him back to the bedroom.
I've been writing a while now. Time for a break. My second fucking by Joe is also quite noteworthy. I'll write about that in the future.
My parents are both coming around to the new reality. They don't yet know I'm carrying.
Brian is traveling over early for Zoe and career opportunity. I guess a bean counter accountant can go anywhere. It sure looks like the real deal here with these two. Together they are so much into each other. In private, Brian is preoccupied with being in Zoe. She is truly a hot ebony babe and Brian just can't get enough. Nor can she.
Ken is starting to arranging the legal paperwork for Brian. Ken has informed me there will be official paperwork problems. Those which can only be eliminated by marrying a citizen! Since Brian and Ken have bonded I think this is a super thing. If I can have my Ken and my Brian here, it would just make things perfect.
In Ghana, white women are looked on as a trophy. Thus Ken's demeanor when we are out in public. Puts him on top of the food chain in social settings so to speak. So I'm his new Ferrari so to speak. And he is my prize as well.
I'm learning sex is not a big thing here, at least when all the family stuff is in order. And here is the story of how I learned that not all men in Ghana are allergic to eating pussy.
Vegas to Chicago to Paris to home. One heck of a long trip. Thankfully we slept well on the last 2 legs. Got back in time and refreshed for a Ken's seasonal frat/rugby/key party this past Sunday.
It's a social organization of men who did university in the UK. Ages run from the 20 year olds to the 50 plus year olds. There are a lot of Ferrari's there, meaning white wives. By my estimation I'd say close to a third of these men have light skinned wives. Needless to say I made a few new friends and heard quite a few saucy stories. Food was excellent, most home prepared. I did double stuffed beefsteak & bacon potatoes, which was new to most and enjoyed by all. The Rugby contests were absolutely brutal. The rugby is best described as organized war without weapons. Lots of mud and blood with one fellow having to be carted off to the doctors with a busted arm.
Ken had me prepared for the key party part of the day. After describing the sexual taboos, he let it be known it was my choice if we did not go home together. But it was my choice. So we had a simple thumbs up signal. I thought "Key" parties were from the US 1970's hippie era in middle class suburbia. Well, they are a bit of the rage over here.
I dressed sexy, a bit over the top. A thigh hugging knit skirt with a glittery white spandex scoop neck top with a bra from the Victoria's Secret angel collection, all on top of 4" heels. Thus all my good to begin with assets looked much enhanced.
A man I'll call "Joe" did not play rugby. Joe is an alias. He is in his late 40's. He is a native. His wife "Jane" (another alias) is German/Swiss and about 10 years younger. Delightful people. Jane invited me back to their place for cleanup and the key party if I were interested. Once I told Ken he let me know Joe was the organizer, he and Jane had a big place and there would likely be many couples there. Ken thought it good, so I accepted.
Later at Joe & Jane's place the rugby players all showered the muck off themselves and changed into fresh clothes. Drinks flowed endlessly, lots of fruit based drinks which hide the alcohol. I was borderline stupid drunk after a short while. Late afternoon Joe announced it was time for "The car swap", a few couples left, 8 couples remained behind. 6 of them were mixed race pairs. Jane along with a couple had earlier taken me aside for the intro talk to what this all was. Key party means hard swap and it was the girls time to be bad!
Jane had told me our car keys would not be in the mix as she and Joe had already claimed us. She went out of her way to know if I was OK with that. I could just nod my head and from that point on I started looking at Joe & Jane differently. After that Ken and I had our thumbs up moment.
Keys were thrown into a cooking pot. Ladies were supposed to blindly reach in and grab one. Jane as hostess got to go first, looked directly in and pulled out Ken's keys. This brought laughs. We also had a good laugh when one lady pulled out her husbands keys and announced "no way, one of you can have my guy" and went back in for another pick.
The ladies went back to the main part of the house, found their key owners and began to gather up their bags and leave together. Joe and Jane came over, said I could leave as it was customary but I did not have to. The place was big enough. With an approving look on Ken's face already there I decided to stay. Jane simply took Ken by the hand and walked him away, her final words were "We'll stay to this side of the house".
So it's just Joe and I in an big empty room and Joe leads me off towards the guest quarters. About Joe, he is quite tall, about as tall as Ken and very skinny. For his age he is in terrific shape from the neck down. His face and balding head do show his years.
Upon entering a well appointed guest wing Joe closed the door and began to caress me at the hips. I turned, excited and being devoted to hot kissing, I went right to Joe's lips. I was met in kind with eager passionate lips. I can't say how long we stood there locked together kissing and caressing and checking out each others bodies but it was long enough that I did not see an older man. Joe was now a well assembled man with a cock.
Joe said "Allow me" as he got on his knees to remove my heels. Now I am short again as he pulls down my skirt revealing nothing more than a patch thong. At this moment he notices I am completely hairless. He brings his mouth into me and nibbles at the patch. I'm in heaven !! Joe then stands, I reach my arms up and Joe removes my spandex top. He sees the bra and declares "We'll leave that on for now. Your turn to prepare me".
I take off his top and a hard body is revealed. I go back to kissing while tugging his shorts down and immediately realize his cockhead is hanging down below the leg opening of his boxers. With my attention on it, I go to my knees to get a good look at what I have in store. I fell backwards in my ass, I expect my eyes were wild open while I had a hand covering my open mouth. Joe says "Surprised?" I nod. Joe's appearance was something like a cartoon character. Slim fat free torso, skinny legs and an enormous semi erect uncut 3rd leg. I went back to this ridiculously huge cock, brought my lips to the foreskin and Joe said "Allow me first." Perfect.
Joe led me to the bed, laid me down and placed his thick lips at my pussy while pulling off my thong. Joe licked me, hummed into me, fingered me and drove his tongue up and down the length of my lips. It was not long before I was holding his head in place with both hands and coming to my first of many climaxes. Joe is a pussy eater who enjoys it immensely. For this alone I am so grateful. You need to know, I have not had a mans tongue touch me there in about 2 years. This alone would have been enough for me.
I'm panting after I don't know how many climax's when I say "69?". I mean, I have to get close up to that obscenely huge cock. I'm sitting firmly on Joes chin picking this cock up with both hands. By far it's the meatiest thickest cock I've ever touched. I start to work my tongue around the head and the foreskin pulls back behind the glans. I could not do much with it for a couple reasons. My attention was on the things Joe's mouth was doing to my pussy plus with his size, all I could do was slobber all over it and work the head. Through all this Joe was hard but not getting rock hard. Without words I moved around to a position which let Joe know it was time to fuck me.
"Condom?" I ask. Joe says "Not in this house." Probably would not fit anyhow.
I say "You can't cum inside me." I don't know why I said something so stupid. I wanted that whole enormous cock in me filling me with his seed. Heck, I'm already knocked up, so this is like a free shot.
Joe says "I will only cum inside you.". Which I later learned is the only way he can cum. I can suck on him forever and he will not shoot, he needs pussy.
I say "Take me Joe.".
The taking me part was different. I was certainly wet and loose enough. He was still not rock hard. His cockhead entered me easily. Very easy. Joe then had to use his hand to help getting himself in deeper. Kind of grabbing the shaft as he pushed. He did this well, I guess from a lot of practice. We lay coupled together for a long time grinding. He finally pulls my bra down under my breasts and thank god he sucked on them. Seeing his jet black face buried in my milk white only made things hotter. That was about the time of my first vaginal orgasm. It's a rare thing for me. I'm pinned under him, literally stuffed full of a semi hard erection and I go into an uncontrollable orgasm. Joe was pure gentleman letting me come down. All he said was "Good." as he pulls my legs up. His hands are at the back sides of my knees as he swings my knees up till they are touching my shoulders.
Joe is now in complete control, starting to get very hard and is slowly working his entire length into me without having to use his hand any longer. Again, I'm taken by my second vaginal orgasm which is immediately followed by a third. Throughout all this Joe is just looking me in the eyes, unmoving, allowing me to come down while he hold a big grin. The things his giant cock was doing to me did in fact make him feel like the manliest man on the planet.
Joe then resumes pumping me. He is in. I've got his pubic bone pressed against mine and a huge ball sack resting around my asshole. I'm telling him "I can't believe I have all of you!". He whispers back "Yes, now it's my turn." And he starts to pump, up till now his motion was to get in, now Joe is pulling out some before diving back in. Every time he does this it's a little more accommodation my body needs to do. I think he is getting bigger. So I say "Are you getting longer?". His reply was yes that he would now get (his words) "Now I will get hard as a rock".
Joe would withdraw some, then bear down into me. Every so often and with repeated frequency he would hurt me, not a bad hurt at all. The kind of hurt that told you a serious sized cock was in the house. At the end of his thrust I started to say "Hold" which gave me chance to form around him or something like that. On every "Hold" Joe was giving me all he had and I felt something inside me move around. There had to be close to a dozen of these holds. Eventually it got as comfortable as possible and in hindsight I'm glad he had me pinned in that control position. Comfort was replaced by lust and pure enjoyment and bliss. Dirty lust from me as I'm telling him how much of a woman he is making me. Joe is hitting me with a stroke length longer than the length of an above average cock. At this point I have my 4th vaginal orgasm. Only this time Joe does not stop pumping me. Mouth to mouth, sweat dripping all over us and Joe tells me "I'm close to filling you.", which dumb me says "You're going to get bigger?". He could read some fear in my face as he says "No, just fill you with my cum.". "Oh God yes" was my response "I want it all, complete me, cum inside me... now". Which coincides with my 5th vaginal orgasm. I mean, if I have 5 in 5 months that's a personal victory. 5 in under 2 hours is addicting.
Somewhere when I was lost in that last orgasm Joe came to his climax. I recall a few very loud grunts and some words I could not understand. I could feel him up inside me to a higher spot, I could feel the root of his cock jerking and pulsing as he filled me with eager sperm. Somewhere below my breastbone I could feel final resting spot of the tip of his cock.
Joe's come down period was long. He released my legs, a little cramped up by that time. I relaxed them by wrapping them around his waist and not letting him go. He stayed deep inside me for longer than any man has ever done. I could feel his heartbeat inside me. "Draining out the last drop" he said. I then did the best I could to repeatedly squeeze him with my muscles to milk out every last drop. Every time I squeezed I got an approving moan out of Joe. How rewarding it was as we added deep passionate kissing to his draining out process. He then told me I am the best partner he ever had. I smiled as he was also my best.
Upon his withdrawal something unusual happened. Semen leakage. Usually when I take a deep load from a long cock it stays planted. No drip. This time there was a flow. I'm guessing that since our copulation was (guessing here) for more than a hour I was stretched out to a point where things did not tighten up. Was my vagina and cervix just an open pipe? I think so. Joes seed flowed out of me in a quantity which I would have found beyond my imagination prior to this. And it just kept flowing. This just made me all the happier as I do love earning my mans cum. The more the better!
The only downside to this older man was that later when I was ready and wanting to have his cock to myself for the second time, I could not get him hard enough. Oh I tried everything from prostate massage to visual aids by covering his package with boobs, nipples and lips. Round 2 was not till much later Sunday evening.
After that 1st go at Joe we both heard noises, so we both headed out to the kitchen/den area. Ken and Jane were out there. I went to Jane and we went off away from the boys. "Jane, thank you." were my first words. Jane's response was "You're k**ding me? He is brutal sometimes. Plus I just had the most athletic and best fucking of my life. Mind if I keep him?". I giggled and replied "Only if I can keep yours!". I then whispered about my 5 vaginal orgasms while Joe had me impaled. She said "Maybe you should keep him.", and I was told some of her similar experiences with Ken. She asked if I took all of him, I told her I did and never had anything like it. Jane then told me I had taken a little over 17 inches. Is that a record? I know it's a personal best. And yes, I am a bit sore. Jane then asked "Did he cum?" I just pointed to my area torso center under my boobs. I talked of the run out and Jane tells about her having him pull out once and cum in a glass, which she later measured as more than 100 ml. So when I got home I took a measuring cup, that's over 4 ounces. No surprise now on why I leaked.
I've since learned Ken had an equally enjoyable and exciting time with Jane. It pretty much proved itself when we were all sitting around listening to BBC World News. At the same moment we both said BBC is Big Black Cock, the news will never look the same again! From now on every time I watch the news I'm going to have sex memories! After the BBC line, Jane just laid on Kens lap, pulled his cock out and started to stroke and suck him in front of me. Brazen? Yup. Bothersome? Nope.
I turned to Joe, grabbed his cock said "See you all later" and used his cock like a leash to drag him back to the bedroom.
I've been writing a while now. Time for a break. My second fucking by Joe is also quite noteworthy. I'll write about that in the future.
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