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For most of my life I never knew exactly what my mom had done for work, neither did I know who my dad was. As such I just continued with life and thought to myself that I would find out what she did in time.

My curiosity first peaked when I was 16, I was looking for my moms purse so I could exchange some of the money I got mowing lawns for people around my neighborhood for different bills. My search eventually leads to her underwear drawer where I do find her stash of extra money so I can change my bills but I also can’t help but notice mom has nothing but sexy underwear. I got what I needed and left but came back later to search through again but this time to see the underwear. Now my mom at the time was in her late 30’s and I thought looked very good for her age. She had a nice bubble butt with a D cup chest and a fairly slim waist. She had long brown hair with some blonde highlights that brought out her brown eyes and juicy plump lips nicely.

In the drawer I found every kind of sexual underwear you would see in a porn-o from pink booty panties that said spank me to the flimsiest gstring I had ever seen. Up until now I had only heard about this kind of underwear or seen a little milder form worn by the older girls in my high school.

I could feel my cock growing with each new discovery I found and then the thought came.

“What does it feel like to wear something like this?” I thought to myself.

I gave a quick check around the house to make sure mom wasn’t home yet and then went back to her room to take off my underwear and pants. I went to the bottom of the drawer and got out a purple thong that’s suppose to go over the hips and squeeze tight between my ass cheeks. I slipped it on and I have to say as soon as it was I was hooked!

I admired myself in the mirror for a second then heard the door close and mom come home. I was freaking out and closed the drawer and grabbed my clothes before running back to my room. I forgot to put the thong back and to make a long story short I ended up keeping it and wearing it whenever I wanted without mom ever knowing, or so I thought.

I had just turned 18 now and my mom was in her early 40’s and still she has yet to show her age or even show any crows feet or grey hairs. I had also learned about my mom being a porn star at this age when I was searching one of my favorite porn sites and found a video of my mom on her knees and getting fucked by a man with an 8 inch cock then getting a cum facial. I couldn’t believe what I saw but it made sense after I had thought about how strange she would act whenever I brought up her job.

I had also gotten a little deeper into the world into cross dressing and now I dress fully whenever my mom is gone over an extended period of time. Until now she had never caught me wearing any of her clothes and I always put them back once I got board of a particular kind or wanted to try a different kind as to not arouse any suspicion with my mom.

One night, I was sitting at home watching a movie a little while before mom came home. Tonight I wore her honeycomb black fishnet thong teddy that she kept tucked away in the back of her closet with matching platform 4 inch heels. I kept a pair of pajama/lounging pants and a t-shirt to sleep in near by just in case I heard mom coming home and needed to put something on quick. When the movie was over, I got up and made my way to the kitchen to get myself a drink but just as I opened the fridge I heard keys being inserted into the lock.

I paniced and didn’t have time to grab my clothes off the couch and just ran to my room just as mom opened the door. I wasn’t sure if she seen me as the door closed but I heard her stumbling around so I think she was drinking which was good. I tried to take off the teddy but it was so tight it was hard to get off and if I damaged it then I would be in real trouble.

“Hey sonny boy! I know you are home, I saw you close the door. Come and give your mom a big hug!” She said slurring her words.

I decided it was no use to get it off and decided to just get some clothes from my closet before she saw me but it was too late. Mom opened the door and found me in her clothes. She was wearing a tight minidress that was backless and barely covered her ass and cleavage and carrying platform heels like the ones I was wearing in her hands.

“Mmm” she purred. “I see I have finally caught you wearing my things. Oh don’t worry I have known since some of my clothes started to have a manly scent to them and to be honest I had hoped you would be a cross dresser. I find them very sexy and I have a job that I think you will enjoy.” She said as she walked back to her room.

I was shocked I didn’t know what to do so I just sat there as I heard mom jump in the shower and soon returned with a couple of her dildos in her hands and naked. She threw one on the bed beside me then started licking the other one while rubbing her pussy.

“There you go babe, have fun I know I will.” She giggled before going back to her room.

I soon started to hear moaning coming from her room but I didn’t care because now I had a sex toy of my own to use.

A few days later, I was sitting on the couch wearing a bra and some boy short panties that said Oral Queen across the ass. Mom came downstairs wearing what looked like a cowgirl costume but a real slutty version. It had a pink cowgirl hat with a brown leather vest that was incredibly short and couldn’t go around her huge tits if she tried with what looked like a string bikini top that only had stars to cover her nipples. Below the waist was a pair of ass-less chaps and a thong that had the words sheriff of cocks written on the front with cowgirl boots to finish off the outfit.

She threw me a sweatshirt and a pair of jeans then told me to get in the car because I was going to work with her. At this point I was confused because she never left for work dressed like that and my first thought was maybe she was a stripper.

We lived in L.A. so after driving for about an hour we arrived at a movie studio where mom said a few words to the security guard and we were allowed in. As we walked in, we got hellos from pretty much everyone there until we got to who I think was the director.

Mom told me to wait and go get some water and something to drink while she talked to her boss. I did as I was told and while eating a few of the tarts that were there my head was rambling about how it was obvious my own mother was a porn star.

Eventually she came back over to me and told me to follow her. She took me to a side room that looked like a waiting room at a doctor’s office but with a tv that was playing what the camera what was recording at the moment.

Soon they began to work and I saw mom getting into her business and starting the movie by showing off her body in what she was dressed in and teasing the camera. I just watched in awe as I witnessed how professional mom was at being a big tease and how good she was at moving her body in just the right way.

I watched as I thought about what it would be like to be dressed up like mom and dancing around for a camera. I could feel my cock getting harder and harder in the panties I was wearing. Since I was alone, I was going to stroke my cock but then a woman came in who was obviously a porn star like mom.

“Are you Christine’s son?” the woman asked in nothing but a towel.

“Uhh well yes I am.” I said sheepishly and blushing as I looked at her body.

“Mmm good you are the new guy. In that case get to work!” She said as she dropped her towel revealing her naked beautiful body.

“Whoa what!?” I asked in confusion.

“Your mother said you would be the new fluffer and that you were starting today. I also know about your little secret and I want to see it while you eat my pussy.” She commanded in a playful tone.

For a second I didn’t know what to think but that didn’t last long as my sex drive took over. I dropped to my knees and crawled to the woman but before I could taste her sweet pussy she stopped me.

“Did you not hear me sexy boy? I want to see what you have on under your clothes.” She told me as she rubbed her fingers through my hair.

I stood up and took off my sweater and jeans showing her my bra and panties. I gave a quick turn and she patted my butt. I dropped to my knees again then drove my mouth onto her wet lips. Just at the touch she gave a little breath before relaxing her body. My tongue started by lapping up her fat lips and planting soft kisses all around them all the way up to her clit. I used my front teeth to gently nibble and bite her clit making her juices flow out of her pussy a little. Then I went back to licking as my tongue wiggled its way between her lips and going deeper after making sure I licked her as much as I could. My tongue wiggled as it reached deep into her and I felt her quiver the more my tongue moved. She moaned over and over and her pussy got so hot as more liquids flowed from her honey pot.

I wanted to eat her pussy for hours, feeling her quiver and shake then orgasm as she covered my face in her hot pussy juice but just then she grabbed my head and pulled me off.

“Oh baby that was great! But I can’t cum or I won’t be able to give it my all in the next scene. I needed you to make me horny but come visit me afterward and we can continue this later. Cya sexy boy.” She said before making her way out the door and to her next scene.

I just sat there on my knees, a little disappointed and half naked as I felt used but so happy that I got to lick the pussy of such an amazing woman and hey, she said she wanted me more later to.

Just then a man came in. Once again I was surprised and my face turned white as a white man came in wearing nothing but a pair of boxers and smiled at me as he rubbed his cock.

“Ha ha now I know you’re Chrissy’s son. Guess what, I need a blowjob and I love how you’re dressed. It’s a good start but I need that wet mouth.

“Wait I can’t, I’ve never….” He cut me off as he started to slap my face with his cock. I tried to stop him but he reached down and started to massage my ass with his hands.

By now my cock was drooling precum and the man was smacking my ass which was just making me hornier.

“Suck it bitch! I go on in 5 minutes!” he commanded as he shoved his cock in my mouth.

I could no longer resist as the smell of his manhood aroused the woman my crossdressing had made me. I dove onto his cock and started flicking my tongue on his cock. I began to stroke his shaft and I could feel him getting harder and harder. I took it to the back of my throat and gagged a little before he ripped me off his cock. I looked at it as it throbbed right in front of me, all 8 inches of manhood with my mouth full sopping wet from the oral sex I had been given.

“Good job Oral Queen” he teased just before he left in a hurry to get to the set.

I panted heavily and looked up to the screen where now was the woman I had just eaten out riding a guys cock like she was a sex crazed nympho. I went back to the couch, my eyes wandered until I saw mom’s purse by the door. I thought to myself that she must have left it here with me and hadn’t said anything before she left. I wanted some change for something cold to cool me off before someone caught me masturbating but I found the dildo she was using last night and some lube. I could wait no longer and I pulled my panties down around my knees and shoved the dildo in to fuck myself madly and stroked until I came several times.

Once I reached my 4 th orgasm with my cock, I could no longer get it up but I needed more. I stuck the dildo to one of the solid chairs nearby then rode it hard, moaning wildly with my cock flapping and dripping my orgasm juice all over. I even managed to cum one more time before my legs almost gave out from exhaustion.

I needed to rest but more and more people came in for blowjobs and getting their pussies eaten. Those would always get me hard again and I would get the energy to fuck myself even more and cum before another person would walk in for their turn.

Eventually it was getting late and mom had finally come back. My body was hot and my ass and cock were throbbing as she walked over to me and sat down on the couch next to me. She was all sweaty to and rubbed her beat red pussy that was drooling from her fresh orgasm with juices and cum. She was holding two shot glasses filled with some kind of liquid in them. I asked her what was in them but all she told me was that it was something I will have to try if I was going to do the job.

First I took the clear liquid shot glass and slowly drank it. The second it hit my tongue I knew it was the pussy juice of the first woman I ate out that night. It was good and made my body all tingly. I knew the second one was a guys cum and I wasn’t sure if I should as I thought about it in my head.

“c’mon sweetie, just try it and you will be hooked. It is like drinking thick salty yogurt with a strong musk that just drives a woman crazy.”

After she said that I took the shot glass and slowly let it drip down my mouth and throat. She was right, it did taste like salty yogurt and I could see myself wanting to drink more of it. I have to say, it was great to taste my reward after giving so much oral without getting to help them finish.

We sat on the couch for a bit and just talked about what was going to happen now, I told her about the first girl who came in first and she said she wanted me to come see her later. Mom smiled and said that it was fine because she was going to go to the bar with some of her friends after work anyway.

I decided to keep being a fluffer. It was a lot of fun and the idea of meeting porn stars and being a bi sexual cross dresser made it all the better and who knows maybe if you become a porn star I will be your fluffer some day.

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I recently returned from a 2 week holiday in Madeira and had to write down a toe curlingly sexy experience that I had. I am 40 and have always loved older women. Madeira is the ideal holiday destination to see refined, well dressed English ladies over 60. My family spent most of the days out and about so I had the opportunity to lie on a lounger round one of the pools in my hotel (next to Reids) to catch the sun and the eye of a few ladies.On the day in question I founder a lounger in a shaded...

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Kismat Ne Banaya Maderchod

Hi this is Raman. I have posted a few porn stories on indiansexstories2.net and now this is my first post at this site. Hope you enjoy this story. Please send your comments at Krishna Ki Shadi “Shadi sampan hui! Ab tum pati patni ho chukey ho!” Panditji ne kaha aur main apni patni ko lekar mandir se bahar chala gaya. Meri patni Meera meri adhiyapika reh chuki thee. Meera Srivastav mujhe Hindi padhati thee aur hamare college ke hostel mein rehti thee. Koi nahin keh sakta tha ki Meera meri patni...

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Madeline

Blonde, blue-eyed, 4ft 11inches at 100 pounds, 34-21-35 and legs to die for. My wife? Hell no - my mother-in-law, and for the last year she has been doing her absolute best to fuck my brains out. And three years ago this same woman hated my guts because I was going to marry her daughter and she did not consider me good enough for her baby. Why the change of heart? Well, that's the story. It was a dismal day in October, one of those days when the weather can't make up its mind whether it...

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MaudeMadeleine Part 4

At 7 of the evening on the day after my encounter with Mistress Pickles in her bedchamber, Jenkins came to my room and entered, as always, without knocking. I was wearing the new silk underwear I had been given. It was diaphanous and felt delicious against my skin. I was freshly bathed and my hair was pinned. I was rolling a stocking up my right leg as she entered and I looked up at her. ‘Continue.’ I ribboned the top of the stocking above my knee and then stood. I took a corset from my table...

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MaudeMadeleine Part 7

‘Your guest left a small present for you, my dear.’ This was Mistress Pickles speaking when later we met, I having been summonsed to her sitting room. Jenkins stood as silent as the grave in her habitual corner of the room. I was dressed and hair pinned and presentable. She handed me an envelope which I opened to find a sum of money the like of which I had never seen before. ‘You have clearly made an impression, Madeleine. You will give the money to me and I will ensure that it is placed safely...

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MaudeMadeleine part 14

As I write this, Maria is entertaining one of Mistress Pickles’ ladies. True to her promise that kindly former employer, teacher and guardian has, since our departure from her house, sent a number of her clients to stay with us. Some have been convalescents, other merely wishing to enjoy a change from the normal social circles they enjoy or endure in the capital. Mistress Pickles sends us money to pay for their visits and we do not know, ask or care what she charges them. We have also found a...

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MaudeMadeleine Part 9

In the following months I entertained many guests at Mistress Pickles’ house and my First Lady was a regular visitor. She sometimes liked to take both Maria, to whom I had become exceeding close, and me to her room and we would entertain her together. Mistress Pickles’ salon had become well known amongst ladies of class and, of course, a certain inclination. One evening we were in the salon, playing charades as I recall, when the Mistress arrived with Jenkins and asked us all to sit and pay...

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MaudeMadeleine Part 7

‘Your guest left a small present for you, my dear.’ This was Mistress Pickles speaking when later we met, I having been summonsed to her sitting room. Jenkins stood as silent as the grave in her habitual corner of the room. I was dressed and hair pinned and presentable. She handed me an envelope which I opened to find a sum of money the like of which I had never seen before. ‘You have clearly made an impression, Madeleine. You will give the money to me and I will ensure that it is placed safely...

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MaudeMadeleine Part 6

My Lady was most tender as we dried ourselves. Despite her earlier complaint of having been exhausted by our coupling she seemed, having taken the bubbling wine, to recover. We had sipped our wine seated facing each other, both naked, in the soft chairs the room provided. She had talked of her unhappy marriage to an elderly peer who, she said, preferred blasting pheasant from the face of the earth to enjoying her company. She cared not for the male of the species, that much was apparent. I was...

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MaudeMadeleine Part 4

At 7 of the evening on the day after my encounter with Mistress Pickles in her bedchamber, Jenkins came to my room and entered, as always, without knocking. I was wearing the new silk underwear I had been given. It was diaphanous and felt delicious against my skin. I was freshly bathed and my hair was pinned. I was rolling a stocking up my right leg as she entered and I looked up at her. ‘Continue.’ I ribboned the top of the stocking above my knee and then stood. I took a corset from my table...

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MaudeMadeleine Part 12

I may have given the impression that all in Mistress Pickles’ household was, as it were, idyllic. It would, I now conjecture, be naïve to assume that a house full of women such as it was would be so. In fact there were tensions. Not all the ladies were as pleasant as Maria or Bella. There were times of great boredom and we were somewhat restricted because of the necessary secrecy surrounding the household’s activities. We were by no means prisoners. All of the ladies were willing and, it must...

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MaudeMadeleine Part 12

I may have given the impression that all in Mistress Pickles’ household was, as it were, idyllic. It would, I now conjecture, be naïve to assume that a house full of women such as it was would be so. In fact there were tensions. Not all the ladies were as pleasant as Maria or Bella. There were times of great boredom and we were somewhat restricted because of the necessary secrecy surrounding the household’s activities. We were by no means prisoners. All of the ladies were willing and, it must...

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Grandma Madeline

She basically let me raise myself while she was out drinking, using drugs, sucking and fucking anything with a dick, including me but that’s another story! Good times! But because I raised in a fucked up life, I grew up fast and became interested in thing most teens wouldn’t. Especially older women. I use to spy on my my mom when she would bring guys home. Loved watching her fuck those guys. I loved hearing her screams and moans. I feel like I learn a lot from watching it. I tested things...

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Madelines Introduction II

After Madeline's first lesson with me the week passed quickly, and I found myself thinking about her more and more. The whole event seemed odd in so many ways, like her rapid change from shy to extrovert and back again. Either way I was back again the following Monday and like last time her mum greeted me at the door. "Welcome back Alex, how was your weekend?" she greeted me. "Good thanks Mrs Walker, and you?" I replied. "Very good thanks, but please, call me Jasmine. Now Maddi is in her room...

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Over the Hills and Faraway Book 5 Paying the PiperChapter 28 Lady Madeline CroftonFoxe

8th Febuary, 2009. Royal Borough of Kensington & Chelsea. London An an expensive, high performance car is always a useful accessory when dealing with Sloane Rangers, or indeed with any other type of female, I drove to Bayswater in the Porsche. I parked as close as possible to Gemma's house, then rapped on the lion headed Georgian brass knocker on the front door. It opened to my knock so quickly someone must have been in the hallway. On first acquaintance the petite and slim Lady...

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MaudeMadeleine Part 10

Lady Broadmoor’s quarters were second only to the ‘bridal suite’ in opulence. Heavy velvet curtains covered the windows; a fire burned bright in the hearth; paper-shaded lanterns cast a soft glow over the satins and velvets of the furnishings. The bed was vast and clad in silk. Two side rooms housed a privy and a tub. There were fruits and sweetmeats on a small table near the sideboard, on which stood a silver wine bucket with ice and two bottles of champagne for Her Ladyship’s pleasure....

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MaudeMadeleine Part 5

‘Stand, girl.’ I stood and noticed she had unpinned her hair although I had not been aware of it. Her mane was dark and glossy in the subdued light of the room. She indicated a spot to her right where I should position myself and tapped my inner thighs to indicate I should spread my legs. When I had done so she first cupped my mound and then, slowly and cautiously, slid her finger under the sheer silk of my knickers and then between the creases of my most intimate part, much as Mistress Pickles...

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The True Beginning My StepCousin Madeleine

It started when I was 18.I was asked to remove myself my my place of residence.That request came from my parents. I was apparently a bad k** ,but I was still a decent student and I was starting college in the fall. As luck would have it, my elderly grand mother lived near where I would be attending.Grandma had a 3 story row house, she lived in the middle floor and the top and bottom floors had full apartments that she kept unoccupied. All three floors were connected by a stairwell , but each...

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MadeleineChapter 4

The plan was amazingly simple. All I had to do was bring some wine to my grieving Grandmother, seduce her and get her drunk and then steal her keys and money. I packed a small bag that evening, but I did not tell Nannette what my intentions were. “I will give you fifty strokes of the cane before we leave tonight, Connasse! I do not want you to return to your insolent and cruel ways simply because we leave this house. I will still cane you regularly when we leave,” I informed my mother. I...

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MadeleineChapter 5

I soon learned that beatings were as common at Canard’s tavern as fucking. There was no routine or reason for them the way they had been when Fabienne was in charge of my mother. If business was slow, then Canard or his friends fucked the whores. If business was VERY slow and Canard became bored, then he beat them. Canard was usually drunk, horny, and bored when he initiated the beatings, and it was usually out of frustration with the women’s glances or condescending comments. He promised...

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MadeleineChapter 7

The storekeeper was not inclined to be generous and offer me additional books. He was willing to give us a ride in his wagon to Canard’s tavern after my mother’s little show degrading herself by sucking horse cock. My mother genuinely appeared contrite and humiliated by what she had done. It was the first time I had seen that look on her face it quite some time. It pleased me to know that even she could feel shame. We had been gone a long time, and Canard would probably be angry with us for...

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Amader kajer chhele aar baba

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Almadelias night out

AlmaDelia. ====== Part I —— Im not sure what woke me the first time but when I heard the doorbell I figured that must have been it. Checking the clock I saw the dial flip to 3:03 am. I immediately figured some emergency must have taken place and threw on a bathrobe over my naked body. Checking out the windows on my way through the house to the front door I didnt see any signs of fire or Armageddon so I began to worry about my wife. A nursing supervisor, she was covering the night shift for a...

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Grandma Madelines First Gloryhole

I remember one night after dinner we sat on the couch together, enjoying a casual conversation, however like most of our conversations it turned into a sexual conversation. “So what is a sexual desire you have, anything kinky?” My grandma asked I sat there, shocked looking at my grandma. “What do you mean grandma” “I mean what kind of fantasies do you have or what do you wanna try?” “Uh...well...I’m haha wow I’m not sure” “Oh come on Michael what do you wanna try. I’m serious let’s...

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AlmaDelias life

by the time my daughter Alma Delia was nine years old she was been molested by three men,including me,but let me back up a little,I started touching her when she was around six,sliding my fingers up and down her pussy slit,she was too small to suck me off but she did her best,and every time I make her swallow my cum,my wife started to suspect something was up when Almadelia begun complaining that her little pussy was sore,my wife check her out and found our daughter's pussy red and...

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Madelienes just deserts

Spinning to face him, she saw a tall muscular man in black pants, T-shirt and ball cap. Before she can react there is a pop from the device in his hand and her world explodes as the taser darts strike her in the ribs, delivering 10.00 volts. She collapses to the garage floor, twitching but unable to move a muscle on her own. The man quickly roles her over and cuffs her hands behind her back. Then he shoves a ball gag in her mouth and buckles it tightly. In less than two minute Madeliene is...

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Paddlin Madelyne Home Ch 03

Mom was curled up on the sofa with a blanket, and Heather was there providing assistance. We decided to just go ahead and hold Christmas early, as everyone was here unexpectedly and the timing seemed good. I asked Heather to brew us up a big pot of coffee (hers was nearly as good as Moms) and I filled them both in on my experiences with Madelyne since Thanksgiving, which to say the least provoked enormous amusement, mostly at my expense. Mom, who is extremely tender hearted and can never bear...

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