Wedding photos with my cousin's wife

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Early in the morning, Huang Xiaojun woke up a little earlier than Zhang Ling.
Wang De was supposed to be off today, but he still went to the company to work overtime. Huang Xiaojun admired his diligence.
"Xiao...Xiaojun, you're awake! Your sister-in-law will make you lunch right away. Just wait a moment, it'll be ready soon." Zhang Ling's behavior would surprise outsiders.
Huang Xiaojun didn't say anything and sat down at the table to wait for Zhang Ling to prepare his lunch.
"Sister-in-law, has your cousin mentioned the supermarket to you?" Huang Xiaojun wanted Zhang Ling to mention it to Wang De again, since pillow talk usually works quite well.
"Don't worry, your brother promised to do it as soon as possible. But I'll still urge him." Zhang Ling felt inexplicably happy to be able to do something for Huang Xiaojun, even if it was just whispering in his ear.
"Oh, I've been eating and drinking for free all this time, it's been so long, I really feel bad." Huang Xiaojun used the same excuse again.
"Don't talk nonsense, how could that be? Your sister-in-law is overjoyed that you're here. It's alright, just make yourself at home," Zhang Ling quickly comforted Huang Xiaojun. Although she had comforted him before, her feelings then were different from now.
"Is it your brother back? But why so early?" Zhang Ling wanted to say something more, but then she heard the sound of a key being inserted and the door being opened.
"Honey, why are you back? Didn't you say you were going to work all day?" Zhang Ling quickly ran over, handing Wang De slippers and taking his tie.
"Oh, I wasn't working overtime, I was handling some paperwork for the supermarket." Wang De's words made Zhang Ling happy, and a blush appeared on her face.
Wang De thought that Zhang Ling was excited and happy because he had finished things so quickly. Little did he know that Zhang Ling was actually happy that Huang Xiaojun could stay for a long time.
But this happiness naturally made his sister-in-law unaware of this.
"That's great, thank you, honey." Zhang Ling hugged Wang De excitedly, but secretly glanced at Huang Xiaojun.
Huang Xiaojun was also very happy. He felt this was the first step towards his wealth. Although it was his cousin's supermarket and small in scale, he truly understood that it would be difficult for someone his height to find work outside.
Wang De couldn't give up his high-paying job. So, the small supermarket only opened smoothly after Huang Xiaojun and Zhang Ling worked tirelessly for seven or eight days.
"Thank you—thank you—please come in." Zhang Ling's gentle voice rang in the ears of his cousin and his wife's relatives and friends on the opening day.
"Mr. Wang, your wife is truly beautiful and talented. Mr. Wang, you've really married a beautiful and virtuous wife!" One of Wang De's subordinates, seeing Zhang Ling for the first time, was amazed and envious, and didn't forget to flatter Wang De.
"Hehe, not at all—come on, take whatever you want to eat or drink, it's all on me." Wang De, having reached a high-level position, could easily use such small tricks to win people's hearts.
"Thank you, Mr. Wang—thank you, Mr. Wang—" Although Wang De said this, his subordinates didn't dare to take anything expensive, just mineral water, cookies, and the like.
"Alright, it's getting late, everyone get ready for the XX Hotel. Since the shop's opening, let's all get together, it's a rare opportunity, let's drink until we drop!" Wang De glanced at his watch and said with a smile.
Wang De led his subordinates to the hotel. Huang Xiaojun and his cousin's wife could only order fast food; after all, it was a new opening, and they couldn't all go out for lunch in the middle of the day.
"Sister-in-law, why don't you take a nap? You'll be busy this afternoon." After watching his cousin and his group leave, Huang Xiaojun turned to his busy cousin's wife and said.
"Ah, no need, I'm not tired. But you, go take a nap. I'll wake you when the delivery arrives. You've worked so hard these past few days." Zhang Ling said with concern.
"Well… okay then. I'll just sleep for ten minutes." Huang Xiaojun thought for a moment and replied.
Huang Xiaojun went to the small storeroom, where besides the goods, there was only a single recliner. This was prepared by Wang De for Zhang Ling, which touched her a little.
Nestled into the recliner, Huang Xiaojun immediately began casting a spell. Zhang Ling, busy at the cashier, began to feel drowsy.
"What's wrong? Why am I suddenly having trouble? Am I really too tired?" Zhang Ling wanted to rest, but just as she was about to go to the small storeroom, she remembered that Huang Xiaojun was inside. So she could only doze off for a while while leaning on the cashier counter.
"Ah...ah...mmm...ah...mmm..." After several days, Zhang Ling entered a dream again.
In the dream, Zhang Ling was holding an unwrapped sausage and thrusting it into her vagina.
Another hand was pinching and rubbing her clitoris with its fingers. Her vaginal fluid increased little by little, slowly becoming more and more abundant, even dripping onto the ground.
The sausage glistened under the vaginal fluid. With each thrust, Zhang Ling's suppressed desire was aroused.
As the desire burned brighter and brighter, Zhang Ling's thrusting speed increased. But the sausage was not a vibrator, and it broke easily during the rapid movements.
Zhang Ling slumped back in the chair in disappointment, her eyes closed, her chest heaving.
The poison of lust tormented Zhang Ling's body and mind, yet the only antidote remained elusive.
Images of her incestuous and depraved acts with her husband's cousin, Huang Xiaojun, flashed through her mind.
She could almost smell the scent of the large penis Huang Xiaojun had shoved into her mouth, as if piercing through time and space. This scent drove her towards the small storeroom.
Soft snoring echoed clearly in the unusually quiet room. Huang Xiaojun's steady breathing made Zhang Ling's breathing rapid. A few steps became an insurmountable struggle.
Her gaze remained fixed on Huang Xiaojun's crotch. Although he was wearing pants, Zhang Ling felt she could see through them to what she wanted to see.
She looked at the large penis so close, almost within reach, yet she couldn't move.
While this wasn't the first time she had satisfied her desires while Huang Xiaojun slept, she had used sleeping pills then.
She had even been raped by Huang Xiaojun, but he thought she was under a spell… So, Zhang Ling was taking a huge risk. What if Huang Xiaojun woke up while she was enjoying herself?
If she was greedy and wanted more, wouldn't the risk be even greater?
The more Zhang Ling thought about it, the more conflicted she became, but this conflict only fueled the burning lust within her.
Finally, after much deliberation, she couldn't resist her insatiable desire and approached Huang Xiaojun.
Zhang Ling slowly and eagerly walked up to him, carefully spreading her legs and standing above his calves. Because she was wearing a short skirt, she had to lift it up to spread her legs wider.
Thus, the image of a still-attractive older woman, her skirt lifted to reveal her black stockings and panties, bent over, gently sucking on his large penis, was revealed.
Just as Zhang Ling excitedly began to suck, her erotic dream ended… The Zhang Ling who woke up was even more insatiable than in her dream. She reached under her skirt and wiped her hands, finding her stockings and panties completely soaked.
Knowing she'd had another erotic dream, she shook her head helplessly and glanced towards the small storeroom.
Perhaps it had been several days since she'd had one. Zhang Ling forgot about her erotic dreams, but she always seemed to have them.
She pulled out a tissue, wiped the semen off the chair, and then absentmindedly picked up a rag and began wiping the merchandise.
Wiping as she walked, she unconsciously arrived at the shelf displaying sausages.
Seeing the sausage, Zhang Ling, who had been absent-minded, was startled. She realized then that this was unfolding according to the plot of her dream; this was fate.
Her slender, jade-like hands touched the cold sausage, sometimes clenching, sometimes relaxing, Zhang Ling's heart was in turmoil.
Just like in her dream, Zhang Ling worried about the consequences of her madness.
However, Zhang Ling still followed the plot. Suddenly, her touching fingers gripped the sausage tightly, as if giving herself courage.
Zhang Ling sat back in the cashier's chair, her hesitant expression giving her a strange beauty.
The overflowing lustful fluids from her dream hadn't dried yet, and now, after the sausage was unwrapped, it effortlessly slipped into her vagina, just like in her dream.
Everything proceeded as in her dream; the sausage, as expected, broke in half inside her vagina.
And Zhang Ling "skillfully" came to Huang Xiaojun. Without the struggle of her dream, she came to Huang Xiaojun with hunger, spreading her legs, the scene replaying itself.
Zhang Ling gently sucked on Huang Xiaojun's large penis, her hand supporting it. She dared not use too much force or focus, afraid of waking him.
The person witnessing this scene was an elderly man with gray hair, a wrinkled and gaunt face, and a tall, thin frame, carrying a bag of fast food in one hand.
This old man was a deliveryman for a nearby restaurant, a job he had held for many years. Although Zhang Ling didn't order from them often, she would occasionally.
She thought their food was quite good, so she ordered from there again this time.
Both Huang Xiaojun and Zhang Ling were blinded by desire, forgetting that the fast food hadn't arrived yet.
Huang Xiaojun, with his eyes closed, enjoyed the pleasure of teasing Zhang Ling, while Zhang Ling enjoyed Huang Xiaojun's hot, thick penis. They were completely unaware that outside the warehouse door, which they had forgotten to close, the deliveryman, after a brief moment of surprise, used his trembling hand to raise his worn-out phone and film the scene.
Zhang Ling made soft gurgling sounds, which sounded like heavenly music to the deliveryman's ears.
Black stockings encasing her shapely buttocks and white lace panties were incredibly alluring, stimulating the delivery man's heart.
But just as he was getting excited, Zhang Ling seemed to sense something. Being watched for a long time usually makes one aware of it, especially under extreme tension.
Zhang Ling felt it and instinctively turned her head to look. But that one glance almost made her tremble with fear.
Anyone caught in the act of having an affair and suddenly discovering they're being spied on would be terrified. Especially in this incestuous affair.
The delivery man and Zhang Ling both froze for a few seconds. The delivery man realized what was happening first and immediately took off running.
By the time Zhang Ling reacted, the delivery man was already at the supermarket entrance.
Zhang Ling's mind went blank. She knew that if this got out, she would be ruined.
But perhaps fate was on Zhang Ling's side; in his panic, the delivery man didn't notice the steps at the entrance and tripped, falling over.
"Ouch—ouch—ouch—uh—" The old delivery man groaned loudly in pain, but before he could utter more than a few words, Zhang Ling, who had come running at the sound, covered his mouth and looked back worriedly to see if she had startled Huang Xiaojun.
After waiting for a while without seeing Huang Xiaojun come out, her tense heart relaxed a little.
"Um... um, don't run away. I... I have something to tell you." Zhang Ling's face, which had been pale with panic, flushed with embarrassment.
The old delivery man's dark, wrinkled face didn't show whether he was scared or not, but the fear in his eyes was too obvious. However, smelling the woman's fragrant hand on his mouth, he wasn't so scared anymore.
"I... I didn't mean to, I, I just delivered the food, and when I saw the door and no one was there, I went in to look... to look... and then..." The old delivery man became more and more frightened as he spoke, and his voice became softer and softer.
"You... I... I... um... are you hurt?" Seeing that the old man was honest and simple, Zhang Ling suddenly didn't know what to do.
"Wait, you took pictures with your phone. Where's your phone? Give me your phone." Zhang Ling suddenly remembered.
"Ah...ah..." The delivery man had also forgotten that he had involuntarily taken pictures with his phone. This reminder made him remember.
Zhang Ling took the phone and saw it was old and worn. Her sympathy surged again.
"I'll delete it for you. Don't do this again. Also, don't tell anyone what you saw." Zhang Ling said gently. Actually, she said gently mainly because she didn't want to anger the old man.
"Okay, okay, I know. I won't do it again." The delivery man quickly promised.
"Here, don't tell anyone." Zhang Ling gave the old man a few hundred yuan, which she thought would shut him up. The
delivery man was overjoyed to receive money for watching a free reality show. However, he couldn't laugh out loud in front of others.
The delivery man took the money, thanked her timidly, and still smiled happily as he turned away.
But that slight twitch of her lips sent a sudden, inexplicable unease through Zhang Ling.
"Wait..." Zhang Ling quickly called out to the delivery man.
"What, what's wrong?" The delivery man, thinking the woman had changed her mind, hurriedly and carefully stuffed the money into his pocket.
"Come with me for a moment," Zhang Ling said after a moment's thought.
"Ah, I... I have to go back to deliver food," the delivery man said, confused and frightened, making excuses.
"Don't be afraid, just come with me. Otherwise, I'll call the police," Zhang Ling threatened, then walked back into the supermarket.
The delivery man reluctantly followed. A withered, rough hand instinctively pressed against the money in his pocket... "Write me a guarantee, otherwise there's no proof." Zhang Ling, who had been frightened by that smile, suddenly understood that people's hearts are unpredictable, and empty words are meaningless.
"Ah... well... I... I don't know that many words..." the delivery man replied somewhat embarrassedly.
Sigh... Zhang Ling felt like crying. She didn't look down on the old man, but she felt uneasy without a written guarantee and a fingerprint.
"Then I'll write it for you. You just need to sign and put your fingerprint..." Zhang Ling felt this was the only way, and she trusted the old delivery man wouldn't object. After all, she was the one who would suffer.
But reality is often crueler than expected. Before she could finish speaking, the old delivery man impatiently shook his head and waved his hands in refusal. "That won't do, that won't do. I don't know many words. My son said I shouldn't sign or put my fingerprint on anything I don't know. I, I really won't tell anyone." Zhang Ling understood what the old delivery man was afraid of, even though he didn't say it explicitly.
Zhang Ling felt conflicted. The old delivery man's pitiful appearance made it impossible for her to force him to sign. But if he didn't sign, she was worried the matter would leak out. After all, you can't judge a book by its cover.
The atmosphere instantly became silent and awkward. Zhang Ling's silence left the delivery man bewildered, and his embarrassment became Zhang Ling's predicament.
After a short while, Zhang Ling finally broke the silence. She
first gritted her teeth and closed her eyes, then seemed to muster a great deal of courage before speaking, "Come with me." Her unquestionable tone left the delivery man with no choice but to follow Zhang Ling back into the supermarket.
Zhang Ling first glanced at Huang Xiaojun, who was still "sleeping" in the small storeroom. Seeing that Huang Xiaojun showed no signs of waking, she felt a sense of relief. Then she turned to the delivery man and said, "Sit here." Zhang Ling gestured and pulled the delivery man to sit on the chair at the cashier.
"Listen to me, don't get agitated," Zhang Ling said, squatting down in front of the delivery man to calm him down.
"If you don't want to sign, I won't force you. But I can't trust your verbal promises." Hearing this, the delivery man became even more nervous. "
You don't need to be so nervous. I have a way to reassure me about your verbal promises." After saying this, Zhang Ling didn't explain what the method was, but directly unzipped the delivery man's pants and reached inside, pulling out a swollen, dark penis.
A foul stench wafted out. It seemed the old man's poor hygiene had caused this.
The delivery man was shocked by Zhang Ling's actions, his body stiffened, his scalp tingled, and his mind went blank.
Zhang Ling frowned, a hint of excitement lurking beneath her disgust.
The old delivery man, still reeling from the shock, forgot to breathe when Zhang Ling swallowed his penis whole.
"Oh—hiss—" Only when Zhang Ling's nimble tongue tightly wrapped around the old delivery man's glans did he instinctively let out a sound of pleasure and excitement.
"Gurgle gurgle—" The old delivery man never dreamed he would have the chance to stuff his penis into the mouth of such a beautiful woman, and have it sucked on by her.
Sometimes he looked down at the woman giving him oral sex, sometimes he closed his eyes and tilted his head back, immersed in the sudden bliss.
The wet, powerful tongue tightly wrapped around and rubbed his glans, and he really wanted to shout out the pleasure.
"Women in the city are just different. My wife wasn't even half as good as her at that age, no, not even half as good as her. Tsk tsk, so comfortable." The old delivery man was filled with emotion as Zhang Ling sucked him.
"Mmm—oh—oh—mmm—ah—oh—I, I can't take it anymore..." The delivery man couldn't withstand oral sex from a woman like Zhang Ling and surrendered in just a few minutes.
Zhang Ling was surprised by the amount of semen in his mouth; it was astonishing that a rural old man of his age could ejaculate so much.
The delivery man shuddered, then closed his eyes comfortably, not wanting to move an inch.
While he was still savoring the moment, he didn't notice Zhang Ling take out her phone and turn on the front-facing camera.
In the picture, Zhang Ling, with semen on her lips, her face flushed, was kissing a dark penis with seductive eyes.
Click—
the first photo.
However, the sound of the camera taking the picture didn't wake the delivery man.
The second photo showed Zhang Ling and the delivery man face-to-face. But when this photo was taken, the delivery man finally realized something was wrong.
"Hey, what are you doing?" the delivery man asked anxiously.
"Nothing, just took two photos. It's good for both of us." Zhang Ling felt much relieved after taking the photos.
"We don't trust each other, that's the best way. The photo has both of us in it, that way we can keep each other in check. It's the safest and fairest way I can think of," Zhang Ling carefully explained to the delivery man.
The delivery man stared blankly for a long time before reluctantly nodding in agreement. However, his wrinkled face seemed even older.
"Sister-in-law, how can you do this to my brother?" Just as the delivery man left, Huang Xiaojun walked out of the small storeroom, holding his phone, and questioned the terrified Zhang Ling.
Zhang Ling was speechless for a long time. She had considered that Huang Xiaojun might catch her in the act, but she didn't dare to think about the consequences.
Now, facing this situation, Zhang Ling's mind went completely blank. "
You need to come up with a better reason to explain to my brother. I'm very annoyed right now, don't bother me, I want some peace and quiet."
Huang Xiaojun feigned anger as he stormed back into the small storeroom. The moment he turned around, a sinister smile played on his lips. If Zhang Ling had seen it, who knows what she would have thought?
Zhang Ling was utterly bewildered and panicked. She even forgot to wipe away the remaining semen from the corner of her mouth.
"Hehe, my dear sister-in-law, you're about to truly belong to me. See you in my dreams first, hehe..." Huang Xiaojun's expression grew increasingly sinister and wicked.
"What should I do? What should I do? What should I do...?" This phrase kept repeating in Zhang Ling's mind.
"He'll definitely tell my husband, he definitely will. I... how should I explain?" "That's it, I'll say I was threatened. No, no, I'll say I was threatened, but what kind of threat?
Should I tell Xiaojun... no, no... wait..." "Xiaojun, that's right. As long as Xiaojun doesn't tell my husband, everything will be fine. But why would Xiaojun lie to his cousin for me?" "What reason could he have... what reason could he have..." "Could it be... no, no. That's too embarrassing." "Only by doing what that old man did can I believe he'll keep the secret. Otherwise, he really has no reason to keep my secret." "But, but how can I bring it up?" Zhang Ling felt her face burning as she thought about it, and she felt that this was the only way she could go.
"Xiao... Xiaojun. Sister-in-law, sister-in-law, just now, what you saw, I'm not that kind of person. You, I, I can explain... I..." Zhang Ling knew that dragging it out wasn't a solution, so she decided to take a gamble. But when she saw Huang Xiaojun, the reasons she had prepared suddenly became unclear, and she stammered.
"Alright, no need to explain. I saw everything clearly. If it weren't for saving face for you, I would have come out on the spot." Huang Xiaojun, impatient, interrupted her.
"Thank you, Xiaojun. Your sister-in-law is still pretty good to you, isn't she?" It seemed Zhang Ling was going to try a softer approach.
"Yes, your sister-in-law is very good to me, but you betrayed your cousin after all. And... you were so lewd." Huang Xiaojun directly called his cousin-in-law lewd, which made Zhang Ling feel somewhat ashamed and indignant.
"No, it's not what you think. I, I was forced. Really, I was forced, I had no choice but to do it." Zhang Ling was speechless after Huang Xiaojun's words, and could only blurt out her true feelings in a panic.
"I know, you were indeed forced." Huang Xiaojun smiled evilly.
"You were forced to do those things because you ate my big cock and were discovered by that old delivery guy, so you had no choice but to do them, right?" Thunderstruck!
Zhang Ling felt exactly like that at that moment.
"Sister-in-law, actually I didn't want to expose you. But you're too lewd. You even eat other people's semen, like an old delivery guy." "If you were only eating mine, I wouldn't expose you. After all... I'm family, right?" "But, sigh, what can I say to you? Your lewdness towards me is family, a private matter. But your lewdness towards outsiders is really unacceptable." Huang Xiaojun spouted a set of twisted logic, yet it made Zhang Ling cry bitterly.
"I'm sorry, Xiaojun, I'm really sorry. I didn't mean to do that. I... I... I don't know what happened. Really, you have to believe me." Zhang Ling dared not reveal that she often had erotic dreams. Now that her lewdness towards her husband's cousin was already out in the open, if she also revealed her erotic dreams, the sky might fall. "What's the use of saying sorry?
Just tell me how you're going to resolve this." "I... I... Xiaojun, sister-in-law, sister-in-law, I..." Zhang Ling's expression kept changing, showing that she was struggling intensely inside.
"Sister-in-law, sister-in-law, what are you doing?" Zhang Ling could
n't bring herself to say anything too explicit. After much hesitation and under immense pressure, she decided to show Huang Xiaojun how to handle the situation through her actions. Zhang Ling used her uncleaned mouth to block Huang Xiaojun's mouth, her nimble tongue quickly prying open his teeth and slipping inside.
Although Huang Xiaojun was a young boy, the height difference allowed Zhang Ling to completely dominate him.
Having decided to do whatever it took to win Huang Xiaojun over, Zhang Ling used her thighs to tightly grip his waist, her hands groping and reaching into his crotch.
"Ah—sister-in-law—ah—sister-in-law—no, don't." Huang Xiaojun didn't resist much at all; his half-hearted resistance went completely unnoticed by Zhang Ling.
In truth, Zhang Ling felt a sense of relief the moment she took the initiative.
She knew Huang Xiaojun wouldn't refuse her; otherwise, he wouldn't have raped her once.
Moreover, she also deeply loved Huang Xiaojun. No, it should be said that it was Huang Xiaojun's huge penis and his lewd techniques and methods.
The initial helplessness and panic all vanished as her overflowing vagina swallowed Huang Xiaojun's penis, driving her wild. All she could remember were the scenes of her lewd acts with Huang Xiaojun.
She suddenly felt that this might be God's arrangement, giving her the best possible ending, even though she wasn't young anymore.
Making things clear was a good thing for her; at least from the perspective of this huge penis, it brought her immense pleasure and allowed her to forget her troubles.
"Ah—oh—um—oh—um—ah ah ah—oh—" Zhang Ling sat on Huang Xiaojun's lap, wrapped her arms around his neck, licking his face wildly with her tongue while moving up and down, doing what she had always wanted to do.
Before, she always enjoyed it secretly and passively.
Now, she could finally openly enjoy this penis that had haunted her dreams.
Loud moans, naked and staring into each other's eyes. Unburdened by her husband's cousin, she was being manipulated into various strange positions.
She felt no embarrassment, no awkwardness whatsoever. The various lewd positions seemed to be exactly what a lewd woman like herself naturally enjoyed.
At this moment, Zhang Ling unleashed her true nature, fully savoring the pleasures of womanhood.
"Mmm..."
But just as Zhang Ling was completely absorbed, Huang Xiaojun abruptly ended this significant erotic dream.
Unlike the disappointed yet excited and apprehensive Zhang Ling,
Huang Xiaojun's wicked smile appeared even more sinister.
Awakening from the dream, Zhang Ling recalled the scene. Her face flushed crimson; she felt once again that this was fate's arrangement.
If it weren't for divine guidance, how could she break free from this predicament?
She was grateful, thankful.
Therefore, she decided to resolutely follow the path of self-salvation that fate had given her in reality.
A happy marriage and a wonderful sex life—she would have them both.
Knock knock—
Zhang Ling knocked on the door of the small storeroom, pushed it open, and saw Huang Xiaojun's angry face, her smile captivating.
"Come on, Mr. Wang, let me toast you."
"Mr. Wang, I'll toast you too!"
Just as Zhang Ling was being treated like a bitch, Huang Xiaojun grabbed her hair with one hand and slapped her buttocks with the other, thrusting his unusually thick penis into her vagina, Wang De was being forced to drink by a group of subordinates until he was dizzy and disoriented.
"Ring ring—ring ring—" The phone rang.
Zhang Ling knelt naked in front of Huang Xiaojun, who was 1.45 meters tall, bending over and licking his angry, thick penis with relish, completely ignoring her ringing phone.
"Sister-in-law, answer the phone first, it's probably your cousin calling." Huang Xiaojun was very satisfied with Zhang Ling's performance. The more engrossed she was, the more reckless she became, which meant that he was brainwashing Zhang Ling more thoroughly.
"Xiaojun, let your sister-in-law eat for a while, she's so hungry." Zhang Ling was immersed in lust, and her other self didn't like to care too much.
"Be good, listen to me. Listen to what your cousin has to say first. After he's done, we'll eat each other in that position." Huang Xiaojun pinched Zhang Ling's cheek, grinning lewdly.
"Mmm, I'll listen to you, I'll listen to my little darling." Zhang Ling coquettishly picked up her phone, turned on the speakerphone, adjusted her breathing, and tried to keep a calm tone during the call.
"Hello, husband."
"Ah, I'm sorry, sister-in-law, I'm Mr. Wang's subordinate. Mr. Wang is drunk, and we want to help him back to your house. Could you please come back and open the door?" one of the subordinates explained the situation.
"Oh, okay. I'll come back now. Thank you for your trouble." Zhang Ling replied as Huang Xiaojun instructed.
"Ugh... ugh..."
Wang De was carried home by his subordinates and vomited repeatedly in the bathroom.
In front of her subordinates, Zhang Ling still acted like a wife, taking good care of him.
But after her subordinates left, Zhang Ling left Wang De in the bathroom without a care.
Outside the bathroom door, Zhang Ling, dressed in a cute white bunny lingerie outfit, her snow-white buttocks sticking out high, were exposed. Her head, wearing a bunny ear hat, was lowered to the ground.
Huang Xiaojun looked at this newly arrived lingerie from a nearby sex shop, grinning lewdly with satisfaction.
Although it was just a spur-of-the-moment decision to go and look, and although it was expensive, having such a seductive woman made it all worthwhile.
Zhang Ling's pert buttocks swayed with Huang Xiaojun's thrusts. The double stimulation of his thick penis and the incestuous act behind the door made Zhang Ling's mouth agape with pleasure, saliva dripping from her lips. The
nearly 40-year-old woman wearing a cute white bunny lingerie outfit, the stark contrast, and the intimate act of adultery plunged Huang Xiaojun's heart deeper and deeper into darkness.
When Wang De woke up, it was already 2:30 in the morning.
He took off the blanket draped over himself and stumbled back to his room, only to find his wife fast asleep.
Thinking of his shameful appearance and his wife's indifference, he was immediately filled with resentment.
"Xiao Jun is so immature, sigh..." Wang De grumbled as he went to find clean pajamas, intending to take a shower.
"Cousin, you're awake. I just got back. I couldn't lift it by myself, and my sister-in-law is angry and doesn't want to help, so..." "It's okay, it's okay. I'm not blaming you. Your sister-in-law is angry." Wang De looked at Huang Xiaojun's thin and short figure, feeling a pang of guilt.
"Go to sleep, I'll just take a shower and then go to sleep."
Huang Xiaojun watched Wang De's retreating figure as he entered the bathroom, a cold smile playing on his lips.
His guilt was slowly eroded by his ruthless plan.
"Ouch—" A startled cry woke Zhang Ling from her sleep and Huang Xiaojun, who was pretending to rush over.
Wang De entered the bathroom, just about to reach for the shower, when suddenly his foot slipped, and he fell into the bathtub beside him, his head hitting the edge of the tub. There was no bleeding, but he lost consciousness.
"Honey, what's wrong? Honey, wake up! Xiao Jun, call an ambulance!" Even in this critical moment, Zhang Ling was still worried about Wang De; after all, they had been a loving couple for so many years.
But Huang Xiao Jun remained motionless.
"Xiao Jun, Xiao..." Zhang Ling looked at the unresponsive Huang Xiao Jun and suddenly felt that he was incredibly cold and icy.
"What's the rush? Let's exercise a bit first before making the call." Huang Xiaojun glanced at Zhang Ling with a sinister smile.
"Go change into that little white rabbit outfit."
Huang Xiaojun coldly ordered Zhang Ling.
Zhang Ling looked at Wang De, then at Huang Xiaojun. She was anxious, but dared not and did not want to disobey Huang Xiaojun's orders.
"Don't you want this anymore?" Seeing Zhang Ling hesitate, Huang Xiaojun suddenly pulled down his pants, revealing an unusually large penis in front of Zhang Ling.
Huang Xiaojun took a step forward, his glans pressed against the tip of Zhang Ling's nose.
The alluring scent entered her nose and assaulted her brain, instantly igniting her desire.
After a struggle, Zhang Ling stuck out her tongue and tried to lick his penis.
"Alright, go change into the little white rabbit outfit." Huang Xiaojun withdrew his large penis and said to the suddenly disappointed and thirsty Zhang Ling.
"Okay, alright." Zhang Ling glanced at her unconscious husband with her alluring eyes, gritted her teeth, and abruptly got up to change into the little white rabbit costume.
"Come on, sing a song, and I'll fuck you while you sing. Hurry up, my dear sister-in-law." Huang Xiaojun lifted Zhang Ling's legs, making her support herself on the ground with her hands. A large penis was inserted into her vagina and then stopped moving, making Zhang Ling want to move but unable to.
"Sing, what song should I sing?" Zhang Ling asked helplessly.
"The Little Rabbit Song, do you know it? It's 'Little Rabbit, be good, open the door.'" Huang Xiaojun's idea stunned Zhang Ling for a long time.
"Little—ah—little rabbit—oh oh—little rabbit—ah ah—be good—um—oh—open—oh—ah—door—door—ah—open—open—ah—" Once Zhang Ling entered a state of lust, she released her true nature and obeyed Huang Xiaojun's words without question.
Crawling like a dog beside her unconscious husband, Zhang Ling moaned and groaned as his thick, large penis penetrated her, while she sang nursery rhymes intermittently. The extreme, twisted sexual stimulation warped Zhang Ling's mind.
Gradually, the perverted Zhang Ling even began to enjoy this stimulation.
"Okay, I need to make a call, let's pause for a moment." Just as Zhang Ling was at her most desperate, Huang Xiaojun suddenly pulled out his large penis, ignoring Zhang Ling's urgent needs.
"No, don't pull it out. I want—Xiaojun—sister-in-law—sister-in-law, please—give it to me—give it to me now—" Zhang Ling had lost all elegance and ladylike qualities, leaving only her lustful body's hunger for carnal desire.
"What do you want?" Huang Xiaojun took out his phone.
"I want, I want Xiaojun's big penis."
"What do you want my big penis for?" Huang Xiaojun pressed the numbers 112.
"I want Xiaojun's big penis... to go inside my vagina."
"Who are you? Why do you want my big penis inside your vagina? Can't you just leave it outside?" Huang Xiaojun rubbed the head of his penis up and down on Zhang Ling's clitoris.
Occasionally, only the head of his penis would be inserted, and Zhang Ling would immediately feel the emptiness
in her vagina, a feeling that tore at her heart. "I... I'm Xiao Jun's cousin-in-law. Cousin-in-law wants Xiao Jun's big cock inside her vagina to make her feel good." Zhang Ling's body twisted constantly, as if something inside her was stirring her restless body.
"No, I don't have a cousin-in-law, I only have a bitch named Zhang Ling. A sex slave bitch wagging her tail and begging for my pleasure." Huang Xiao Jun finally made his move, beginning the formal brainwashing of Zhang Ling into a sex slave.
Zhang Ling's body stiffened noticeably upon hearing this. However, her mind was blank, and she was unable to think about the truth of the words. She only wanted to get that big cock as soon as possible. She also thought that this was just Huang Xiao Jun's way of flirting, so she agreed without much resistance.
"Yes, yes, I, Zhang Ling, am Huang Xiao Jun's bitch, a sex slave bitch. Please, Xiao Jun, give this bitch your big cock to feel good." Zhang Ling's already flushed face seemed to turn even redder after saying these words.
"Don't call me Xiaojun. When you're a sex slave, call me Master, understand?" Huang Xiaojun corrected her.
"Yes, yes, Master, this bitch begs Master to give this bitch a big cock. This bitch can't take it anymore, it's so itchy! Master, please use your big cock to fuck this bitch's vagina." "Hmm, so good! Come on, call your husband for an ambulance while you enjoy my gift to my sex slave." Huang Xiaojun dialed the phone and handed it to Zhang Ling, inserting his big cock as he did so.
"Don't be vague and make the ambulance think you're faking it. If they don't come, your husband will be beyond saving. If your husband dies, I have no reason to stay here. So, you need to know how important this call is." As Huang Xiaojun inserted his big cock, he leaned down and quickly warned Zhang Ling.
Zhang Ling panicked upon hearing this.
She really couldn't live without Huang Xiaojun now, so her years of feelings for Wang De couldn't compare to her lust and her desire for Huang Xiaojun.
"Sss...oh...ss...ah...ah ah...oh...you, you, hello. Is...um...ss...is it, is it an ambulance, a car?" Huang Xiaojun went straight for the kill, his thick cock thrusting in and out of Zhang Ling's vagina quickly and violently.
Although she tried hard not to moan, her excited body was sometimes somewhat out of control.
"Oh, oh—I'm fine. You, you guys hurry, hurry up—ss—come on." Her vagina slowly adapted to the rapid and violent thrusting, and her trembling voice wasn't as severe as before.
"Head, um—um ss—I hit my head."
"Address—ss—um um—yes, the address is xxxxxx. Yes, yes, you...oh...you guys hurry up..." "I...I'm fine...um...uh um...really fine, you guys hurry...uh...hurry up and it'll be fine." Huang Xiaojun's irregular, rapid, violent thrusting always caught Zhang Ling off guard, causing her to suddenly lose control and cry out. The paramedics on the other end of the phone were baffled and, out of kindness, offered their concern. But Zhang Ling had no time to thank them.
"No, don't pull it out, please, fuck me, quick!" Zhang Ling barely managed to finish the call and hang up, expecting her vagina to be thoroughly violated. But to her surprise, as soon as she hung up, Huang Xiaojun's large penis was pulled out.
After her pleas proved useless, Zhang Ling turned and pounced on Huang Xiaojun, pinning him down.
"Please, fuck me, fuck me quickly. I can't take it anymore, it's so itchy, big cock, I want big cock!" "You're a bitch, you're a sex slave, how dare you make decisions on your own?" Huang Xiaojun, seeing Zhang Ling holding his penis and about to sit down, immediately reprimanded her sternly.
Zhang Ling was stunned by Huang Xiaojun's words; her brain couldn't process it.
She was being scolded for being so proactive—what a bitch! " Isn't 'sex slave' a term used for flirting?
" "Xiao Jun, stop messing around..."
"Shut up, you bitch, you should call me master." Huang Xiaojun loudly interrupted Zhang Ling, kicking her in the stomach under her incredulous gaze.
Zhang Ling curled up on the ground in pain, sweat instantly beading on her forehead, her face turning deathly pale.
Clearly, Huang Xiaojun hadn't held back at all.
The grotesque, twisted face startled her as she recovered. A completely unfamiliar feeling instantly spread throughout her body.
"You're a slutty whore, your cunt is for me to fuck, your mouth isn't for eating, it's for eating my semen, understand?" Huang Xiaojun's icy tone terrified Zhang Ling; she felt a terrifying pressure that made her afraid to breathe.
"Slap—"
Huang Xiaojun's hand slapped Zhang Ling's buttocks, the red handprint like a sex slave stamp imprinted on Zhang Ling's heart.
"Lick it, lick it hard, like a dog." Huang Xiaojun grabbed Zhang Ling's long, loose hair, pressing the head of his penis against her lips.
Zhang Ling smelled the scent emanating from his penis, and suddenly felt much calmer.
Temptation, a deadly temptation.
Even without Huang Xiaojun's command, Zhang Ling would have licked it like a dog.
Her saliva-covered tongue vigorously licked the large penis up and down, left and right, leaving it covered in her saliva.
"Suck harder, suck it until I feel good, and you'll feel good too." Huang Xiaojun's gloomy face revealed an ugly, lewd grin.
Zhang Ling seemed to have forgotten her earlier rough treatment, obeying Huang Xiaojun's command without a second thought.
With a hungry, lustful expression, she greedily sucked on the large penis, the slurping sounds failing to awaken the cuckolded Wang De.
By the time the ambulance arrived, Zhang Ling had just swallowed a mouthful of semen.
Wang De's fall was severe, especially to his head, but with timely treatment, the chances of him becoming a vegetable were very low. However, due to the delayed diagnosis and treatment, he lost his sight.
"Wife, you...you won't despise me, will you?" When Wang De woke up and learned of his condition, his first question was to Zhang Ling.
People say that blindness doesn't diminish the mind, but Wang De was different.
After going blind, his temper worsened. He would get angry if the food wasn't good, or if the water temperature wasn't right.
He would blame Zhang Ling for even the smallest things, further distancing her already distant feelings.
"Stop it, they'll hear us." The next day after Wang De returned home, Zhang Ling prepared his favorite dishes for lunch. Huang Xiaojun, unable to contain his restlessness, tiptoed into the kitchen, slipped under Zhang Ling's light blue dress, pulled down her pantyhose and underwear, and
began licking her vigorously. Zhang Ling's initial resistance turned into initiative as her body heated up.
"Wife, I want some water," Wang De suddenly said.
"Shh—" Zhang Ling turned and bent down, gesturing for silence to Huang Xiaojun, whose face was covered in lewd fluid.
"A bitch shushing her master," Huang Xiaojun reminded her.
"Yes, sorry, master. I, I need to get my husband a glass of water, please allow me to." Zhang Ling sighed helplessly, remembering Huang Xiaojun's roughness. However, she felt a strange pleasure, a twisted pleasure.
"Wife, I want water. Are you deaf? Then we can be blind and deaf." Zhang Ling felt that Wang De had become a different person after he went blind.
"Coming, coming." Zhang Ling was also angry. She had taken such good care of him, yet she hadn't received any kind words in return. But she forgot that she had been cuckolding Wang De for a long time.
Zhang Ling wanted to come, but Huang Xiaojun didn't agree so readily.
"Hmm—!"
Huang Xiaojun thrust hard from behind, forcefully plunging his large penis into Zhang Ling's cunt, making Zhang Ling, who was holding a teacup, almost drop it in pleasure.
Panicked, Zhang Ling quickly pushed Huang Xiaojun away, which Huang Xiaojun perceived as a coy attempt to win her over.
"My dear sister-in-law, my cousin is thirsty, aren't you going to get him some water?" I said, inserting my large penis and then stopping my thrusting. My
cousin-in-law, increasingly unrestrained, understood my meaning perfectly. She tried her best to steady the water glass in her hand while slowly walking forward, her steps hesitant and casual.
With each step, the head of my penis was just at the edge of her vagina, and I followed with another step, pushing my penis in perfectly.
So, she was afraid the water glass would fall, and even more afraid that her mistake would end the stimulating sex.
From the kitchen to the master bedroom, even in a villa, it should be a short distance, let alone this apartment
. So, my cousin's complaints quickly reached us.
This wasn't entirely his fault; after all, since he went blind, he had been constantly worried that his wife would find him unpleasant—human nature. This was why he had become so irritable and impatient.
"Wife, wife, I'm so thirsty, why isn't it here yet?
" "Wife, are you ignoring me?"
"Zhang Ling, you bitch, I've been so good to you, and now that I'm blind, you're abandoning me? You're so ungrateful!" "Zhang Ling, you'll die a horrible death! You'll be punished by heaven for treating me like this!" The cousin roared and insulted his wife, but she was helpless, torn by her
own conflicting emotions. On one hand
, her conscience tormented her by his insults; on the other hand, her body wouldn't obey her conscience, preventing her from abandoning the incredibly pleasurable and intoxicating experience.
However, Zhang Ling gradually realized that the more her husband humiliated her, the more excited she became, especially when she thought about her husband's cousin behind her, the one who had controlled and enslaved her, thrusting his unusually thick penis into her vagina. She found herself even more unable to control herself.
The closer Zhang Ling got to the master bedroom, the stronger her reaction became. It seemed she wanted to reach orgasm or have Huang Xiaojun ejaculate before fully entering the room, so she could then wholeheartedly care for her husband.
But Huang Xiaojun was perfectly aware of his cousin-in-law's scheme, and he wouldn't let her get away with it .
The closer they got to the master bedroom, the slower Huang Xiaojun moved, even starting to deviate from Zhang Ling's pace.
Several times, Zhang Ling thought Huang Xiaojun would catch up, causing her to take an extra step and have his penis completely pulled out. Then, in a panic and thirst, she retreated, reinserting his penis into her vagina, uttering obscene words to please him.
When people have difficulty making choices, they are more likely to listen to others, especially those they subconsciously consider their pillar of support.
"Wait a minute."
Finally reaching the door, just as Zhang Ling was about to enter, Huang Xiaojun suddenly stopped her.
He took the water glass from Zhang Ling's hand and placed it between her legs, catching the dripping vaginal fluid.
"Xiaojun, this isn't right. He's still your cousin."
Seeing Huang Xiaojun's perverted behavior, Zhang Ling felt a pang of pity and whispered in his ear.
"What did you call me?"
Huang Xiaojun pinched Zhang Ling's buttocks hard, almost making her cry out.
"M-Master."
Although Zhang Ling wasn't used to it yet, she seemed to have accepted it.
"Just let him drink your juices, isn't that good? You feel sorry for him, but he scolded you like that. I'm avenging you." Huang Xiaojun leered as he sat down on the sofa.
Hearing this, Zhang Ling felt conflicted but said nothing, bowing her head and going inside.
Watching his cousin-in-law's retreating figure, Huang Xiaojun suddenly felt a pang of pain in his heart.
He suddenly felt confused about why he had done what he did, and suddenly felt he had wronged his cousin.
But this feeling didn't last long; Huang Xiaojun's eyes were once again filled with lewdness and ferocity.
The relationship between the cousin, his cousin-in-law, and Huang Xiaojun in this house suddenly changed.
My cousin continues to verbally abuse his wife every day, but unlike before, she no longer argues back; now she remains completely silent.
Meanwhile, Huang Xiaojun continues to devise various ways to toy with his wife.
But his cousin's wife had no idea, and could never have guessed, that her husband's cousin had secretly switched the medication he was given. So she didn't know that months later, her husband would suddenly become deaf; now he couldn't speak or hear.
Although Zhang Ling felt heartbroken about her husband's sudden change, her sadness didn't last long before Huang Xiaojun's large penis transformed into loud moans.
For the past few months, she had endured Huang Xiaojun's various positions and methods of pleasure, trying her best not to make a sound, afraid her husband would hear.
Now that her husband couldn't hear, as Huang Xiaojun's large penis penetrated her vagina, she suddenly felt that her husband's deafness was a great thing.
"My mom called again,"
Huang Xiaojun said slowly, lying on the bed that had once belonged to his cousin, to his cousin's wife, who was only wearing a pair of deep flesh-colored open-crotch stockings, white high-heeled shoes, and was shirtless.
"Mmm—Grandma—Mmm—Grandma still wants you to go back, Master? Mmm—Mmm—" The cousin-in-law, reluctant to part with the penis, tried to guess Huang Xiaojun's mother's intentions.
And now, she was actually calling Huang Xiaojun's mother "Grandma.
" "What's wrong? Are you reluctant to part with me?"
Huang Xiaojun reached out and lifted his cousin-in-law's chin, looking at her with lustful eyes, and asked.
"Yes, Master, this bitch is very reluctant to part with you, I don't want to be separated from you for even a second." Zhang Ling was becoming increasingly proactive and even slutty, being trained to be more
and more submissive. She answered while swaying her hips.
"But I still can't think of any reason to tell my mom I'll stay here." Huang Xiaojun was also helpless about this.
He knew he couldn't really marry his cousin-in-law. Although he had her call his mother "Grandma," and had her secretly marry him and even take wedding photos, all of this could only remain a secret within this house.
While Huang Xiaojun was lost in thought, his cousin-in-law's phone suddenly rang. She answered and put it on speakerphone.
"Hey, Lulu, yeah, I miss you so much too."
"What? You want to come visit?
" "Ah, no, how could I? Come on over, come on over, welcome!" "Hmm, you've already gone home." "Okay, then come over tomorrow, I'll cook your favorite dishes for you." "Okay, bye-bye—" It turned out that my cousin's niece had quit her job in another city because she wasn't happy, and wanted to come back to visit her to relax.
Hearing that her niece was coming, my cousin's wife looked at Huang Xiaojun with obvious panic.
With Huang Xiaojun's permission, she agreed to let her niece come.
"Do you have any photos? Let me see them."
Huang Xiaojun's eyes darted around, and an idea came to him.
"Yes, Master, please look."
My cousin's wife opened the photo album on her phone, found a group photo, and pointed to a girl with long, curly hair and bangs.
Almond eyes, small mouth, slightly raised eyebrows, a cute type of girl, not tall, but with a good figure.
"Master, you wouldn't..."
"Master, please let her go... ah..."
The cousin-in-law, sensing Huang Xiaojun's lecherous glint in his eyes, felt a pang of pity and tried to persuade him.
But before she could finish, Huang Xiaojun kicked her off the bed.
Panicked, she quickly climbed back onto the bed, kneeling with her buttocks facing Huang Xiaojun, forcefully spreading her buttocks with her hands, and apologized to him.
"Master, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. This bitch got carried away and shouldn't have interfered in anything you did. Please punish this bitch's cunt as you see fit." This was a punishment Huang Xiaojun had invented for sex slaves: kicking their cunts.
The cousin-in-law, Zhang Ling, had clearly experienced this punishment many times before, which explained her natural and proactive behavior.
"Fine, but if I marry your little niece, I'll have a reason to stay here, right?" Surprisingly, Huang Xiaojun didn't punish the cousin-in-law this time; it seemed his mind was entirely on the girl named Lulu.
"Ding-dong— Ding-dong—"
Around noon, the doorbell rang.
The door opened, and a sweet-smiling girl appeared before me.
I gently touched the remaining black pill in my pocket and happily welcomed her in.
"You must be my aunt's husband's cousin. Hello, my name is Cheng Lu." "Hello, my name is Huang Xiaojun." After a brief greeting with Cheng Lu, we didn't exchange any more words.
However, I could see a hint of disdain in her eyes.
I knew no woman would accept my height, but I knew that while this girl might dislike my body, she wouldn't be able to resist my big cock.
"Auntie, where's Uncle?"
"Oh, your Uncle had a little accident and is in a nursing home." "Oh no, what happened?" "It's nothing, he just can't see or hear anymore. I run a small supermarket, and Xiaojun and I are busy with the supermarket every day, so there's no one to take care of him. That's why we sent your Uncle to the nursing home." "Oh, when can I go see Uncle? He's so pitiful." "Don't worry, it's nothing. We, we visit him often." My cousin-in-law's tone was strange, making Lulu feel like her aunt and Huang Xiaojun were the real couple.
But Lulu quickly dismissed this absurd feeling.
While my cousin-in-law was bringing the prepared dishes to the living room, I was making a special dish for Lulu.
The black pills I had prepared overnight, mixed with my semen and blood, were now being ground into powder and sprinkled into the special dish.
"Cheng Lu, this is something your aunt made especially for you. Welcome!" Huang Xiaojun's words carried a hint of hostessship, which made Cheng Lu feel uncomfortable.
Despite her sweet and charming smile, she genuinely disdained Huang Xiaojun's unusually short and thin stature, just as he had guessed.
She only liked tall, handsome men; sunny and dashing guys were generally the type of men most girls liked. Huang Xiaojun, in particular, even repulsed her.
First impressions in a girl's eyes are largely based on appearance, and now, coupled with her dislike of his words and actions, Cheng Lu disliked Huang Xiaojun even more.
Fortunately, Cheng Lu was good at pretending and didn't reveal a trace of it.
"Hmm, thank you."
"Eat up, Lulu. If your aunt remembers correctly, this is your favorite dish." My cousin-in-law, receiving a signal from Huang Xiaojun, quickly put the dish on Cheng Lu's plate. Although she didn't know about the black pills, she knew this dish was special, at most thinking it was a sleeping pill or something. However, she couldn't care less about others, even her own niece.
Cheng Lu ate it without realizing it, and I watched her finish the dish bit by bit, a cold smile playing on my lips.
"Serves you right for looking down on me, you stinking bitch."
"When you kneel before me, begging me to fuck you, you'll know how great I am." After the three of us finished eating, I asked my cousin-in-law to find an excuse to go outside.
Cheng Lu, disgusted with me, said she was tired and wanted to rest, so she went to the bed where I and her aunt had slept together and pretended to sleep.
This suited me perfectly. I quickly returned to my old little room and began meditating and chanting.
"Ahhhhhh— Ah— So good— Ahhhhh—" Just like my cousin-in-law's dream, only the dream was different. I didn't want to be so "kind" to her, so in the first dream, she was raped by her own uncle, right in front of her aunt and me, the people she looked down on. What's
even more special is that my cousin-in-law and I were wearing wedding dresses, and my cousin-in-law was kneeling next to me, with a dog collar leash around her neck that I was holding.
When she woke up drenched in sweat, she was still panicked. She didn't understand why she had such a terrible nightmare, although her vagina didn't stop leaking fluid after she woke up.
But, more dreams like this would appear one after another, tormenting her mentally.
And I, looking at the wedding photo of my cousin-in-law and me on my phone, smiled slightly.

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