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		<title>Lady Sonia - The Cuckoldrix And The Builder&#8230;</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 29 Aug 2008 18:58:56 +0000</pubDate>
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My husband Charles was busy with a meeting today in London and so he asked me if I would go along and check on progress with the development project with the rather delicious young builder with the HUGE cock so of course I agreed to that straight away… And to make it even more exciting [...]]]></description>
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My husband Charles was busy with a meeting today in London and so he asked me if I would go along and check on progress with the development project with the rather delicious young builder with the HUGE cock so of course I agreed to that straight away… And to make it even more exciting I decided to wear just a basque, stockings and spike heels under my fur coat to ensure that I had the young builder’s FULL attention as soon as I arrived on site… And I have to say that my plan worked quite perfectly and the delicious young builder was pounding me with every inch of his MASSIVE cock almost straight away!<br />
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Wynter Spanked Hard&#8230; For not keeping her husband satisfied sexually and leaving him to prowl around the party making a pest of himself with all of the women there I decided that enough was enough and she would have to present her bottom to me for a thorough hand spanking! Her lesson is soon learned as I pull her panties down to get started with a short sharp shock!<br />
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Sasha Visits With The Crop&#8230; Sasha calls around to bring back the riding crop that I had left at her house it was the perfect opportunity for her to bend over the chair and pull down the trousers of her trouser suit and present her adorable bottom and skin tight little red see-through panties to me for attention!<br />
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		<title>Danica Cuckoldrix Oiled and Naked&#8230;</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 23 Aug 2008 08:47:29 +0000</pubDate>
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Danica’s husband is outside in the car waiting for her but he has no idea that she has arranged to meet a rather delicious young stud with a HUGE cock for some slippery baby oil fun… Stripping naked she walks through the building with her huge Jutting breasts bouncing hard while her husband sits outside [...]]]></description>
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Danica’s husband is outside in the car waiting for her but he has no idea that she has arranged to meet a rather delicious young stud with a HUGE cock for some slippery baby oil fun… Stripping naked she walks through the building with her huge Jutting breasts bouncing hard while her husband sits outside and he has absolutely no idea at all that his fabulously voluptuous wife is just about to play with the cock of a young man half his age and then let him fuck her huge slippery breasts after she has sat on his face to enjoy his eager tongue…</p>
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		<title>Red And Black Jodhpurs And Spike Heels&#8230;</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 23 Aug 2008 08:46:02 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>Spanked For Being Late&#8230;</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 23 Aug 2008 08:44:50 +0000</pubDate>
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When Leia arrives late for work and then arrives dressed in jeans and high heels I have no option but to give her a severe telling off and then a VERY hard hand spanking on her naked bottom as she leans across my desk with her panties around her ankles!
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When Leia arrives late for work and then arrives dressed in jeans and high heels I have no option but to give her a severe telling off and then a VERY hard hand spanking on her naked bottom as she leans across my desk with her panties around her ankles!</p>
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		<title>Manservant Tease &#038; Worship&#8230;</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 23 Aug 2008 08:43:13 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>Sasha Spanked For Flirting</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 23 Aug 2008 08:41:25 +0000</pubDate>
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After being caught with the husband of a very good friend of mine upstairs at a party I decide that I have very little choice but to punish her by making her bend over while I lift the back of her dress to administer a very hard hand spanking making sure that you can see [...]]]></description>
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After being caught with the husband of a very good friend of mine upstairs at a party I decide that I have very little choice but to punish her by making her bend over while I lift the back of her dress to administer a very hard hand spanking making sure that you can see absolutely everything!</p>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 18 Aug 2008 15:42:08 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>Leg Worship&#8230;</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 18 Aug 2008 15:41:03 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>YOU CAN GET ANYTHING IN HARRODS&#8230;</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 18 Aug 2008 15:35:36 +0000</pubDate>
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Do he ever get a kind of overwhelming urge to do something that he know he really shouldn’t but that mischievous little devil on his shoulder says, “Go on – it’ll be fun!” I do, sometimes a little too often though. I don’t think that I have ever ignored that naughty little imp [...]]]></description>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial">Do he ever get a kind of overwhelming urge to do something that he know he really shouldn’t but that mischievous little devil on his shoulder says, “Go on – it’ll be fun!” I do, sometimes a little too often though. I don’t think that I have ever ignored that naughty little imp because I don’t think that I have regretted anything – yet!<o></o></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial">On one occasion I was in <st1 w:st="on"></st1><st1 w:st="on">London</st1> on one of my usual business trips. I had decided to combine it with a little shopping and had gone to Harrods to buy some new lingerie as well as just having a leisurely browse. I was a little peckish, so I thought I would go to the East Dulwich Deli on the 5<sup>th</sup> floor and refuel before I hit the rest of the store.<o></o></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial">As I sat there, nibbling on my club sandwich and sipping on my cold glass of mineral water, I looked around at all the other people that were in there. Over in the far corner was one man who caught my eye. He was sat on his own and reading a newspaper, but every so often as he turned the pages he would look over at me and smile. Did I know him? He didn’t look familiar to me but he was definitely very appealing. <o></o></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial">But, as much as I would have liked to have stayed and enjoyed our eyes flirting with one another, I had things to do before I headed back home to Charles. I finished my meal and called for the check, which was quickly brought to my table. I put some cash on the little tray and, with a final smile from me to him; I left to do what I had come for.<o></o></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial">I popped into the riding section on my way to the escalator as I had fancied buying myself a new pair of boots and needed some new jodhpurs anyway. The assistant brought me a pair of boots I had chosen to try on, and whilst I was standing before the mirror, I saw the reflection of that same man walking behind me. I quickly turned around but he had disappeared around a corner.<o></o></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial">Paying for the boots and jods, I headed for one of the elevators to the lower floors. The doors were about to close when an arm squeezed through the gap, opening the doors again and that same guy stepped inside. We were alone in the lift, but we didn’t speak. I did notice though that he didn’t press any of the buttons to say which floor it was that he was heading for.</span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial">The doors slid open silently when the elevator reached my level, and he stepped back to allow me to leave. As I walked past him I could smell his cologne and sensed he was looking and smiling at me again. Amazingly, I could feel myself blush and I hastily walked toward the lingerie department.<o></o></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial">As the doors closed I looked back, half expecting to see him behind me, but he wasn’t. I wasn’t sure if I were disappointed or not and I just lost myself in amongst all the fine lace and silk of the bras and panties of the department.<o></o></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial">It wasn’t too long before my arms were full of delicious things and I was hunting for even more when I looked up and noticed him standing not so far away. Obviously he had continued to the ground floor in the lift, but taken the escalator back up to this level. My eyes ran over his body and I couldn’t help but think how incredible he looked. Now I knew where his mind was. I could see him biting his lip every once in a while and I knew… <o></o></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial">After a few more moments of watching him, I headed to the checkout to pay for my goods and then just glanced briefly in his direction before I turned and walked out of the department. I headed toward the ladies room, but cheekily took a quick look behind me to see if he was there. As I stepped inside the luxurious washroom, I checked that there was nobody else in there and placed my purchases on the floor near the washbasins. <o></o></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial">Then I heard the door open and I turned around slowly. I stood there waiting for a moment, the door closed behind him. And just as the door closed, I made my move. Firstly I picked up a notice that said ‘Closed for cleaning’ and placed it at the outside of the door, locking it behind me as I returned then I wrapped my arms around him, my lips coming down on his. I heard him moan very softly, and he kissed back. I grinned and I moved my hand down to his ass, cupping it. His tongue pushed against mine and I groaned softly, obviously turned on beyond belief. My hands moved down to his pants and I unbuttoned them before pushing them down and off of his body. I helped him to step out of them before I turned and pushed him towards the unit that housed the bank of wash hand basins. <o></o></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial">However, he stopped me and suddenly dropped down to his knees, his eyes looked up at me as he pushed my skirt up and pulled my thong down. Standing again, his hard cock pointing at me, he grinned. Still we said nothing, but I now knelt and ran my tongue from the base of his cock up to the head and then around it. His eyes closed and he groaned deeply as he thrust his hips forward, forcing the head of his thick cock into my mouth. <o></o></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial">My hand moved between his thighs and I cupped his balls, gently squeezing and rolling them between my fingers and enjoying the way my tongue ran over the bottom of his cock and took more of him into my mouth. He shuddered. Groaning, he grabbed the basins behind him and gripped it firmly. Moaning louder, he suddenly began to tense up. <o></o></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial">With a deep groan, he exploded hard. He shot cum into my mouth and my throat constricted, swallowing his cum. This made him groan even louder. I pulled back and swallowed what wais left in my mouth before I began to lick around his cock to clean it up. <o></o></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial">Grabbing my ass, he picked me up and pinned me against the wall. After having given his cock a moment or two to recover, he guided it right to my slit. He pushed straight into me, his cock filling my pussy in one slow, firm thrust. My head fell back and I moaned. He moved his hands to my ass and held it firmly as he began to slide out and then pushed straight back into my body. <o></o></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial">My hands slid down his back and gripped him through his shirt. He moaned deeply and rose into me harder, feeling the way my vaginal walls gripped him and made it all the more enjoyable to be thrust into. I groaned as he moved his cock in and out of my wet hole. My eyes close and I moved my lips to his neck. He began to increase his pace as he fucked me against the wall. <o></o></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial">My legs wrapped around him and I moved my hands to his back. With a deep groan, he began to speed up and I could feel his balls softly slapping against me with each thrust. His breathing began to change as he increased the speed of his thrusts as we both got closer and closer. Suddenly and as if in chorus, we tensed up and with a moan, we both released. Our bodies trembled as we finished together. <o></o></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial">We stood there for a few moments and just breathed, appreciating one another. He picked up his pants and put them on before kissing me and leaving. We still hadn’t spoken a word.<o></o></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial">At least I had some clean lingerie to change into…<o></o></span></p>
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When Charles and I first bought our country house, our neighbour had sent her son around with a bottle of wine as a welcome gift. Charles wasn’t there as he had a little business to tend to. 
 
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial">When Charles and I first bought our country house, our neighbour had sent her son around with a bottle of wine as a welcome gift. Charles wasn’t there as he had a little business to tend to. <o :p></o></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial">There was a knock on the door and when I answered it I saw this handsome young man of about 19 stood there with the wine.<span>  </span>I was dressed in a tight miniskirt and a very tight top that displayed my tits nicely.<span>  </span>He smiled shyly and presented me with the wine.<span>  </span>I took it and said, &#8220;Hello, my name is Sonia!” <o :p></o></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial">He smiled and replied, &#8220;And I&#8217;m Michael!”<span>  </span>I shook his hand and invited him in.<span>  </span>It was still a bit of a mess with boxes everywhere, but I told him to sit down whilst I got some tea. While I was in the kitchen, he had obviously noticed a stack of books that were on top of one of the unopened boxes. They were porno magazines. I was walking back into the lounge but it was apparent that he hadn’t heard me coming as he leaned over and picked up the top book that had a man on the cover being sucked off by a woman.<span>  </span>He began flicking through the pages so I left him to it for a few more minutes before returning with the tea. At first I pretended not to notice, but as I approached him I pretended to trip, spilling tea all over his lap.<o :p></o></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial">&#8220;Oh! I&#8217;m sorry!” I said.<span>  </span>I leaned over and began wiping it up. As I did he stared down my low cut top and ogled my large breasts.<span>  </span>Whilst I was mopping the tea his hand ‘accidentally’ groped his cock and in a matter of seconds it was bulging through his pants.<span>  </span>I then looked him straight in the eye, smiled wickedly, and said, &#8220;I think you had better get out of these young man!”<span>  </span><o :p></o></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial">I helped him up and in an instant he had pulled his trousers down and had placed them over the magazines on the box.<span>  </span>I saw him standing there in his underwear with his cock bulging out from under his pants.<span>  </span>For such a young man his cock was rather large and I couldn’t help but stare at it. He looked at me and was licking his lips as he sat back down. I lunged at his cock and grabbed his underwear, pulling them down.<span>  </span>Then I grabbed it in with trembling hands and began pulling it out. It became harder and harder and he stared at me in surprise. <o :p></o></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial">I then lowered my mouth over the end of it and began sucking violently, his cock filling my mouth.<span>  </span>He was obviously quite inexperienced as it wasn’t too long before he came. After swallowing his hot seed, I pulled up my skirt and removed my panties. He could see that my pussy was soaked and glistening with juice and I leant forward over the box, spread my legs and invited him to eat me. He pushed his face between my thighs and began sucking on it, his tongue darting deep inside my hole. I moaned with ecstasy as his tongue stabbed at it.<span>  </span><o :p></o></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial">Inexperienced or not, this was something that he was evidently used to doing and I came, a stream of juice flowing down his chin. He was now overcome with lust and he grabbed my hips pulling my ass up higher so that he could penetrate me far more easily.<span>  </span>He rammed his firm dick deep into my pussy and I screamed and moaned with each thrust. We both came at the same time, screaming and moaning in mutual ecstasy! After a hard fuck, we both collapsed onto the floor and lay motionless.<span>  </span><o :p></o></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial">After a few moments he got up and began dressing.<span>  </span>I just picked up my panties and handed them to him as a little souvenir.<span>  </span>I smiled at him, and said, &#8220;my husband will be back soon so you had better get going, but you are welcome back here anytime. Oh, and please thank your mother for the wine.&#8221;<o :p></o></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial">As I said this, I patted him on his still bulging cock that protruded through his trousers.<span>  </span>As I walked him to the front door, he grabbed my shoulder, spinning me around.<span>  </span>Before I had a chance to move, his face came down on mine, and his tongue entered my mouth.<span>  </span>He pulled me back, virtually throwing me onto the couch.<span>  </span>I was stunned; I had only seconds ago said Charles would return.<span>  </span>He ripped my clothes off, revealing once again my wonderfully rounded tits, and my tightly pursed pussy, still wet with his cum.<span>  </span>My hands led his into my crotch, pushing his trembling fingers deep into my clit, as I did this he groaned and rocked backwards and forwards.<span>  </span>I responded by unzipping his fly, pulling out his cock that was already erect and throbbing with wanton desire.<o :p></o></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial">As he fingered me, I wanked him off brutally, showing no mercy for this young and inexperienced penis.<span>  </span>It was ecstasy, he shot cum all over my naked chest and I watched him moan as it ran down me.<span>  </span>Our lovemaking was interrupted by a noise in the hall, but we kept on fucking until the door swung open.<span>  </span>It was Charles!<o :p></o></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial">He saw us together; both red faced with lust, lying on the couch, Michael’s hands in his wife&#8217;s most private area.<span>  </span>I smiled, laughed, and said, &#8220;Don&#8217;t let him stop you&#8230;” Michael was shocked by my lack of embarrassment or anger.<o :p></o></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial">Charles sat on the sofa next to us, and began loosening his belt.<span>  </span>I smiled at him as he removed his pants and pulled them down.<span>  </span>I lifted his balls in my hand, and placed my wet, warm mouth over the bulb of his dick, rhythmically sucking it.<span>  </span>Michael stared firstly at Charles, and then me who just nodded at him. He was like an animal possessed, and both men went berserk.<span>  </span>Charles by now had his own dick in his hand and was masturbating wildly but suddenly pushed my head back onto it as his eyes rolled back, and spurted cum into the mouth of his wicked wife.<span>  </span>I swallowed it all. <o :p></o></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial">Michael pushed me down, and I responded by spreading my legs, and using two fingers I opened my pussy for him to invade.<span>  </span>He drove his erect cock in, deeply and forcefully, his pelvic motion driving it so far into me, that I screamed with ecstasy.<span>  </span>He began pumping harder.<span>  </span>In, out, in out, continuously driving it deeper with each thrust.<span>  </span>He rotated his hips, sending me into a wild frenzy of lust and desire.<span>  </span>He eventually came, as I did.<span>  </span><o :p></o></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial">His dick went into a spasm, and Charles watched with satisfaction as Michaels cum dripped from my wet cunt.<span>  </span>I looked over at him and smiled as he was still wanking away, staring at us.<span>  </span>He came again, shooting cum all over himself. After a few moments, he got up, and crawled towards us.<o :p></o></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial">Michael and I were passionately kissing; our tongues in each other’s mouths, but Charles pulled him away, and moved to me, still exhausted.<span>  </span>He turned me over, and taking his knob in his hands, began fucking me up the ass.<span>  </span>Michael got up, put his clothes back on and left us to it.<span>  </span>The next day I went over to his house to thank his mother for the gift. I invited them both over at anytime, winking at Michael.<o :p></o></span></p>
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