Enjoying secret desires in the office

x Enjoying Secret Passion in the Office 　　 Two soft knocks on the door of
the manager's office on the fourth floor of Chenghua Medical Equipment Company made Sun Lianqi jump up from behind the large executive desk. Realizing his lapse in composure, he quickly smoothed his hair behind his ear 　　, gave a self-deprecating laugh, and sat back down. 　　"Knock, knock," the knocking sounded again. 　　"Come in." 　　"Manager." The woman at the door made Sun Lianqi's eyes light up. 　　Her long, jet-black hair was styled into an elegant updo at the back of her head. Bangs framing her face obscured her 　　shimmering eyes, her delicate nose upturned playfully, and her full lips slightly protruding. All of this 　　contributed to a natural grace on her oval face. A white, low-cut, tight-fitting t-shirt made her full 　　breasts almost spill out, while navy blue hot pants clung tightly to her rounded hips, 　　completely exposing her shapely thighs to the man before her. A pair of black high-heeled, strappy sandals made her ten toes appear 　　even more crystalline and pristine, as if each one could speak. 　　"Come in, please sit down," Sun Lianqi quickly averted his gaze and led the woman to the sofa. 　　"Little Liu looks radiant today!" the man joked, trying to cover his lapse in composure. As a newly appointed 　　company leader, he needed to maintain appropriate decorum in front of his subordinates. 　　"I'm off work, just took a shower and changed my clothes," the woman said briefly, yet her words seemed to convey something. 　　"Did you need something?" Sun Lianqi tried to avert his gaze from the two fleshy thighs in front of him, looking directly into 　　the woman's eyes, skillfully displaying his authoritative side, but his mind suddenly conjured up the image of the woman's 　　naked body, glistening with water droplets. 　　"I'm here to thank you. I've been taking a lot of time off these days because of family matters. Thank you for your consideration." 　　"It's nothing. Everyone has their own things to do. Besides, the company isn't that busy right now." Sun Lianqi waved his hand casually 　　, as if there were only invisible flies in the air. "You'll understand me after a while. As long as you 　　do your job well, I'm not that demanding in this regard." 　　"Manager Sun is so humane." The woman, having just relaxed from the tension she felt when she entered, joked with a hint 　　of flattery. 　　"Hehe, I wouldn't say. It's alright, just focus on finishing your work and take a break whenever you have time." 　　The man also began to relax, one hand running across his slightly protruding belly and rhythmically tapping his crisp trousers 　　, while his other arm unconsciously rested on the back of the sofa behind the woman. 　　"Hmm," the woman nodded vigorously, but didn't know what to say. 　　For a moment, the air in the room froze awkwardly. 　　Sun Lianqi scrutinized the woman in front of him from behind, trying to guess her intentions while 　　processing her background in his mind. 　　Liu Qian, 34 years old, although she looked only 27 or 28, had already worked in the company's finance department for 14 years. 　　Married for seven years, with a happy family, her husband was a junior employee in a municipal government unit. He often picked her up from work, she had 　　seen it. Although the woman came from an ordinary family, she was always 　　dignified and proper at work, not the gossipy type. Everyone recognized her as a hardworking, honest, and devoted wife and mother. Although she was very beautiful, few 　　men had designs on her, for one simple reason: she wasn't the kind of woman who would do anything casually. 　　"However, Xiao Liu, I also need to remind you," Sun Lianqi said, as if remembering something, adopting a bureaucratic tone. 　　The woman lowered her head slightly, seemingly starting to tense up again. 　　This was the effect the man wanted—to prevent his subordinates from feeling that he was too approachable and unpretentious, that they 　　needed something from him. 　　“This is a crucial time for you. You need to be careful and meticulous in your actions, and learn from Sister Sun. 　　You know the leadership team is considering your position.” 　　“I know, thank you for the promotion, leader.” The woman was never good with words, and now she was even more at a loss 　　for words, only rubbing her hands together on her thighs. 　　Sun Lianqi’s gaze was fixed on the woman’s full breasts. 　　“No need to be so polite. You are very reliable and capable in your work. Don’t slack off in the future; there is still 　　a lot of work waiting for you. Also, pay attention to maintaining good relationships with your colleagues.” As he said this, the man’s palms 　　patted the woman’s hands intentionally or unintentionally, but then quickly moved away. 　　Liu Qian subconsciously tightened her legs, moved her hands aside, and placed them beside her on the sofa, but 　　this only made her fair breasts squeeze together even more. Through the wide neckline of her t-shirt, 　　the man could almost see a glimpse of her brown areolas peeking out from the edge of her white bra. 　　Sun Lian felt an uncomfortable bulge in his pants. In the years he had been a vice president at the company, apart from going out to socialize and playing with prostitutes 　　, he had never had any designs on his subordinates. The woman in front of him was practically offering herself up; after all, married women 　　were the cleanest and most interesting, and playing with them would definitely be a unique experience. 　　Liu Qian's heart pounded like a drum. A woman's intuition told her she sensed the man's lustful 　　gaze. Countless thoughts raced through her mind; the decision to stay or leave felt like an insurmountable chasm. 　　The elderly, the children, chastity, and morality felt like an increasingly heavy burden, making it hard to breathe. 　　A beautiful melody played, pulling the two people in the room back from their own thoughts. 　　"Hello?" 　　"Wife, where are you?" 　　"What do you think?" 　　"You're so good. Don't be nervous, just enjoy it, okay?" 　　"—" 　　"Don't hang up, understand?" 　　The woman casually placed her phone on the coffee table, but tears streamed down her face. 　　"What's wrong? Is something wrong at home?" Sun Lianqi took the opportunity to move closer to the woman. This was a good 　　chance to win over his subordinate; any leader would know what to do. 　　"Nothing." The woman rested her cheeks on her hands, her elbows on her knees, as if lost in thought. 　　"Xiao Liu, if you have any problems, just say so. Don't cry. I'll try to help you." Sun Lianqi 　　picked up a tissue as if to wipe away the tears from the woman's eyes, while his other hand intentionally or unintentionally supported her back. 　　"I'm fine, thank you, Manager. I will work harder from now on." Liu Qian took the tissue and wiped the tears from her eyes.

She touched it, seemingly oblivious to the hand slowly sliding down her back.
"That's good, but doing your job well is one thing, you also need to strengthen your relationship with your superiors and
get closer to the organization." Sun Lianqi's hand was already gripping the woman's soft waist. Through the thin t-shirt, he could almost
feel her body burning hot.
Based on his past experience with women, Sun Lianqi knew Liu Qian was attracted to his hand, but he couldn't rush it; he had to
take it slow. So he gently rubbed her waist.
"Manager, I know you're good to me. From now on, just let me know if you need anything." The woman suddenly
turned towards Sun Lianqi, raised her head, looked directly into the man's eyes, and smiled faintly.
Sun Lianqi subconsciously withdrew his arm, but immediately realized he had made a fuss; he
still had confidence in this woman. "I knew I hadn't misjudged you. Xiao Liu is a smart woman, beautiful inside and out."
This time, the man's hand landed on the woman's smooth thigh, patting it lightly twice before slowly caressing it
.
Liu Qian felt as if her body was burning; her cheeks flushed red, and even her breath was
hot. The hand on her thigh both humiliated her and yet a strange pleasure seeped into
her body. It wasn't her husband's hand; it was the first time another man had touched her thigh.
"Xiao Liu, your feet are beautiful," Sun Lianqi said, as if he had discovered a new continent.
"Really?" The woman subconsciously looked down at her feet. Her shapely, slender feet
stretched comfortably in her high heels, her small, smooth ankles gleaming softly.
"Hmm, hehe, I know a bit about foot reading. If you don't mind, let me take a good look."
Liu Qian wanted to refuse, but the man's hand had already grasped the ankle closest to her. She had no choice but to turn to the side and let
him lift her leg and place it on her knee. Losing her balance, the woman's other foot slipped out of her high heel, and she struggled
to touch the floor with her toes.
“A woman should look at her left foot.” Sun Lianqi smoothly pulled the woman’s legs onto his knees, leaned down
, and gently kissed her toes, which resembled blooming lotus petals.
Women need romance and respect.
Liu Qian’s whole body went limp; her arms could no longer support her already unbalanced upper body, and she
could only lie down on the sofa. The man’s kiss was like an electric current bombarding the woman’s brain from her toes, making
her whole body burn, just like the feeling of her first kiss with her husband. The woman still wanted to maintain her moral bottom line
and the last bit of dignity, struggling to pull her feet away from this old man’s hands, but unexpectedly, an
even stronger stimulation came from the soles of her feet, making her almost cry out.
Sun Lianqi gazed at the woman's heaving breasts as he gently sucked on her toes, occasionally
tickling her soles with the tip of his tongue. "No, Manager, someone will see," the woman's soft protest
sounded like a moan.
"This is the organization's test for you. You need to maintain a proper attitude," Sun Lianqi said, convinced that the woman 's submission was the result of his seduction. He was determined to enjoy this 　　long-coveted beauty to the fullest
in the years before his retirement . 　　His hands, like snakes, crept inside the woman's shorts, not immediately attacking, but lingering 　　on her thighs, arousing her desire. 　　Liu Qian was intoxicated by this unfamiliar caress, though she still couldn't understand why the usually dignified and composed 　　Manager Li had suddenly transformed into a wolf pouncing on her. The woman's hands unconsciously pressed the buttons of her shorts, as if grasping at the morals 　　and chastity 　　she had upheld for thirty years . 　　Sun Lianqi, aroused by Liu Qian's shyness and reserve, lowered his head and kissed her toes deeply 　　, as if trying to brand his desire upon them. 　　"Mmm—" The woman suddenly stretched her thighs straight, her toes curling tightly, a soft moan that 　　sounded like a battle horn. The man's fingers swiftly unbuttoned the only button on her shorts. 　　"No, Manager, no—" Liu Qian grabbed the man's hand as if startled awake. 　　"Why?" Sun Lianqi's whole body was boiling. 　　"I...I have a husband, I can't..." The woman's eyes were full of pleading and sorrow, like a 　　fawn cornered by a wolf. 　　"Don't worry, your husband won't know." The man was a little impatient, and as Liu Qian twisted her body, 　　he pulled her shorts down to her knees. 　　"No, he knows." The woman's voice was more like a mournful sigh, so soft that she could hardly hear herself. 　　Liu Qian's gaze shifted from the manager's slightly bald forehead to the cell phone on the coffee table, the call 　　signal flashing like the eyes of a lover. 　　The woman's eyes were like water. A shy curiosity mingled with her shyness, rippling the surface of her heart like a pool of springtime passion. A silent 　　tear rolled down her cheek. 　　Day, night, bedroom, bed, two naked bodies intertwined. 　　"Wife, I love you." 　　"Mmm." 　　"I love how sexy you are right now." 　　"Don't move, wait a little longer." 　　"Do you like it?" 　　"Yes." 　　"What about other people?" 　　"I like them too." 　　"I knew it, you're a slut." 　　"Screw you, I only want you." 　　"Wife, I want your manager to fuck you." 　　"————" 　　"Every time I make love with you, I imagine you being fucked on your desk." 　　"Pervert." 　　"Silly girl, I love you, I want you to experience a different kind of pleasure." 　　"Screw you, hurry up and do it." 　　"Are you wet? I won't move. Promise me, do it with him once, I want to hear you moan when someone else fucks you." 　　"No." 　　"If you don't agree, I'll send him pictures of you in bed, then you won't be able to resist." 　　"I'm not joking." 　　"——" 　　"Promise me! Baby."

"Hmm."
"You're such a slut."
"Ah—"
Sun Lianqi was suddenly puzzled by Liu Qian's easy submission. He suppressed his lust, lit a cigarette
, and admired the woman's half-naked appearance in the rising smoke.
The woman's skin wasn't very fair, but it shone with a healthy glow. Her slightly protruding belly exuded
the allure of a mature woman. A faint scar extended from below her navel to the edge of her black underwear. Her prominent vulva
stretched tightly around the bottom of her underwear, and a few stray pubic hairs peeked out from the side, swaying provocatively.
Liu Qian had a slender waist, wide hips, and fleshy thighs, making her
a perfect embodiment of the sensual body in a Renaissance oil painting.
"Little Liu, you—you're so beautiful."
"Mmm."
"You ignited my desire, and even more so, my heart." Sun carefully chose his words, displaying
his refined side. He wanted to conquer not only the woman's body but also her heart.
"—"
"Compared to you, I'm an old man. I have a family, though not very happy, but I don't want to break
it up, so I can't give you much." The man was both securing his own escape route and trying to evoke the woman's vulnerable
sympathy.
"But my feelings for you are real, without a trace of pretense. You have something other women don't
."
Feelings? Or possession? Other women? Sister Sun or Sister Chen? Something missing? A young body.
"Will you be my office woman?"
"—"
Silence sometimes means "no refusal."
The man picked up the slippers from the ground, put them back on Liu Qian's toes, and then bent down to rub his burning lips
against the woman's legs, moving upwards and upwards until he touched that mysterious mound of flesh. Through the
thin panties, Sun Lianqi breathed deeply into the woman's intoxicating fragrance, enjoying
the softness of each touch of his lips, breathing his hot breath deep between the woman's legs.
"It itches, it itches."
Liu Qian pressed her hands against the man's slightly bald temples, twisting her hips as if trying to stop his lewd behavior,
but there were clearly wet spots on her thong.
Her small panties quickly fell to the floor, her plump legs were spread wide apart, and Liu Qian's most private body
was finally completely exposed to her boss.
Her thick, dark pubic hair curled beautifully, and her two light brown, plump labia
were slightly parted as if shyly, revealing a glimpse of her wet vaginal opening.
Sun Lianqi lightly touched Liu Qian's vulva with his lips. With a slight tremor, the woman's soft
labia tightened and quickly opened, like white clam flesh being disturbed.
"Your pussy is so plump, it must feel so good to have it inside you," the man's sincere praise filled Liu Qian with intense
shame, even a touch of nausea.
This woman, a married woman, a woman with an unwavering loyalty to sex, a virtuous and dignified
young woman, willingly offered her body to her boss, a man other than her husband, an older
man, an older man almost old enough to be her father.
"Am I really that lewd?" Liu Qian repeatedly questioned herself in her mind as she twisted and
arched her back, welcoming the man's passionate plowing between her legs. Her hands no longer pushed against him, but instead
clung tightly to the bald man's repeated pressing against her naked lower body. Her labia needed the man's playful nibbling, her
clitoris needed his savage sucking, and her vulva needed his burning tongue to explore again and again.
The thrusts were like waves, one after another, pushing the woman to the
brink of ecstasy time and again. The woman's moans were like bubbles on the waves, soaring high into the air, bursting, and then another,
endlessly.
"It itches, no, it itches so badly, Manager, stop."
Liu Qian began to hate her body. Why was she reacting so wantonly? She should have been silent,
numb, resistant, she should have— "Ah—" "Ah—"
The body doesn't lie. The body doesn't need morality; the body needs satisfaction.
"Give it to me, give it to me." At this moment, Liu Qian finally broke free from the shackles of her mind and heard
the cry from the depths of her heart. She wanted to fully enjoy the pleasure her body brought her. At this moment, she understood her husband's love.
"Come in, put it in me, put it in me."
Sun Lianqi's penis disappointed the woman a little. It was thin and long, with the glans slightly upturned.
Unlike her husband's, which was thick, straight, and smooth.
The man knelt on the sofa, lifting Liu Qian's soft waist, and slowly inserted his penis into her
wet, moist vagina, hot yet soft, unexpectedly tight.
The woman convulsed with satisfaction the moment Sun Lianqi entered her. "It really feels different,"
her husband said bluntly, now almost pressing against the upper wall of her vagina, rubbing and penetrating deeper
until he firmly pressed against her cervix.
"Is it okay?" the man asked gently.
"Mmm,"
Sun Lianqi replied, appreciating the woman's expression with satisfaction.
The flying T-shirt fell on the boss's desk, and the lace bra was thrown to the door. Liu Qian was stripped naked, her
plump breasts were trembling gently like two frightened rabbits, and her light brown nipples were like two ripe grapes,
standing proudly in the air.
Sun Lianqi firmly held the woman's breasts in his palms, enjoying their softness and fullness. The two
firm nipples passed through the man's warm palm again and again, and were twisted and deformed between the man's fingers again and again.
"Ah,"
Liu Qian tried to lift her breasts repeatedly from the sofa to meet the man's wandering hands. The desire in her vagina merged with
the pleasure in her breasts, making her feel intoxicated with lust. It seemed that only with each moan could she breathe out the desire in her heart,
and only with the man's ravaging could she find relief.
She knew how to satisfy her body, how to reach the peak of sex. After all, she was...
The woman was married, a seasoned wife.
She hooked her legs around the man's waist, gripped Sun Lianqi's shoulders with both hands, and suddenly lifted
herself up from the sofa, pressing her trembling breasts tightly against the man's fleshy chest. She lowered her head, looking directly into
the pair of eyes burning with desire before her.
"Fuck me,"
the woman's lips were full and hot, her tongue soft and sweet. Now, their lips
were pressed tightly together, intertwined.
The man frantically bit Liu Qian's fragrant lips, sucking on the tip of her tongue, his hands reveling in her smooth
back, plump buttocks, deep cleft, and her anus blooming like a chrysanthemum.
“Come on—” The woman grabbed Sun Lianqi’s hands and placed them on her soft waist.
The man gripped Liu Qian’s waist tightly, as if it might break at any moment, making the woman’s body
move up and down along his penis, making her breasts bounce and tremble in front of him.
“Ah—.”
“Oh—.”
“Manager, you’re so good.”
Liu Qian finally truly felt the charm of this man’s penis. Every touch seemed to hit her
clitoris, a place her husband’s penis had never reached. With each thrust, the man’s eagle-beak-like glans
would scrape firmly along a mysterious spot, bringing her explosive pleasure.
Sun Lianqi released the woman and lay back on the sofa. He knew he didn't need to do anything more;
he could just enjoy himself.
Liu Qian knelt on the man's penis, her naked upper body leaning slightly backward. Her eyes were lightly closed, her cheeks flushed
, and her full lips were biting a strand of her black curly hair. One hand rested on the back of the sofa, while the other hand
supported her on the man's knees. The toes of her one foot, protruding from the sofa, touched the floor with difficulty, supporting
her body as she slid freely on the penis. The woman's breasts trembled with pleasure, accompanied by
the creaking of the sofa and the slapping sounds of flesh colliding, bouncing up and down on her chest.
"Ah—"
"Oh—oh—"
The man admired Liu Qianfeng's body swaying like a lotus leaf, enjoying
the waves of pleasure from the friction emanating from his penis, the warm embrace of her burning honey hole, his heart overflowing with the satisfaction of conquest.
Across the street from Chenghua Medical Equipment Company, a silver-gray sedan was shrouded in the sound of raindrops hitting its roof, intertwined with the sounds
of moans and groans coming from a cell phone, the car recklessly thrashing about inside. Afeng lay on the steering wheel,
squinting at the pedestrians hurrying past in the night rain.
Afeng liked watching people, all kinds of people, all kinds of expressions, pondering their thoughts,
the stories behind them.
Ah Feng also longed for a story, a more exciting and open life, a life built upon a foundation of tranquility
, occasionally filled with joyful upheavals—a dream that was slowly becoming a reality.
Love is truly strange; it can drive men and women immersed in it to do things in ways incomprehensible to the world.
Ah Feng loved his woman deeply, so much so that sometimes it was infatuation. When no one was around, he would involuntarily call out her
name. Her smile, her scent, her breath; her poise, her virtue, her open-mindedness, her
beauty, and even her "seductiveness." A poised woman is never seductive, but Ah Feng wanted his wife to be seductive,
so he didn't care that Liu Qian slept with other men; he even desired it. As long as the woman is happy, Ah Feng is happy; and
when Ah Feng is happy, his woman is happy too—
Liu Qian lay on the large executive desk, her legs tightly hooked around Sun Lianqi's shoulders. Her high heels
trembled on her toes like leaves shaking in the wind, her fair breasts quivering with pleasure, a testament to
the immense pleasure the man was inflicting on her.
Sun Lianqi reveled in the pleasure of possessing this woman, in her joyful moans, in her
ecstatic expression, in the tingling sensation of his penis sliding in and out of her warm vagina, in the glistening fluid seeping from her thick labia
, and in the resounding "slap slap" of their bodies colliding.
"Ah!"
"Ah—"
The man thrust his penis deep into Liu Qian's overflowing vagina once more, then collapsed onto her,
squeezing her soft breasts together and sucking on both nipples frantically.
The woman arched her chest to meet the man's lips, her two smooth thighs hooking tightly around Sun Lianqi's waist
, trying to penetrate the penis even deeper.
"I want—"
"Hurry, fuck me."
"Manager—"
The woman had long since broken free from the initial unfamiliar shame and was increasingly enjoying this new kind of stimulation.
Her last shred of reason had been lost in the burning lust; faster, more intense thrusts, more frenzied ravaging,
would bring Liu Qian the sensations she craved most.
“Little Liu, it felt so good to play with you.” The man finished his work on the woman’s breasts, straightened up, and slowly
withdrew his dripping penis. The woman’s vagina immediately filled with emptiness and longing,
her slightly parted labia revealing a wet opening that twitched gently.
The man admired Liu Qian’s uninhibited lewdness; he wanted to
destroy the last bit of self-respect in the woman before his final thrust.
“Manager, hurry, hurry!” The woman could no longer endure the torment of waiting, and instinctively
spread her legs, presenting her plump vulva to the man. “Do you want it?” “Yes.”
“
Want what?”
“—”
“Say it.”
“A penis.”
“Whose?”
“Yours.”
“No, who am I?” "
Manager,"
"What do you want me to do?"
"—"
"Fuck me."
"Fuck you?"
"—"
"Fuck—"
"Fuck my cunt."
"Do you like it?"
“I like it.”
“Now say it with me, I like it when the manager fucks my cunt.” Sun Lianqi’s penis was so swollen it was almost painful,
he could almost feel a ball of fire about to burst out.
“I like it when the manager fucks my cunt.”
“I can’t hear you.”
“I-like-it-to-fuck-my-cunt-by-manager-Sun.” Liu Qian felt like she was
screaming at the top of her lungs, a hot current surging from her vagina and shooting straight into her brain, a glistening stream of vaginal
fluid sliding down between her legs onto the floor.
“Good girl.” Sun Lianqi pulled the naked woman up with satisfaction, pressed her against the cool French windows, and
kissed Liu Qian’s ear passionately.
The woman writhed her plump buttocks, searching for the man's penis, but received no response, only a series of
slids against her already fragile vulva.
"Come on, I can't take it anymore," Liu Qian pleaded for the man's penetration.
"Coming," Sun Lianqi lifted the woman's round buttocks high, and in
front of the floor-to-ceiling window of his office, amidst the torrential rain, he thrust his throbbing penis straight into his subordinate's honeyed
orifice.
Liu Qian braced herself against the window frame with both hands, thrusting her body back and forth to meet the man's thrusts, her
full breasts tracing beautiful curves as they hung down her chest.
The sounds of their lower bodies colliding echoed in the empty office—"Husband?!" The woman saw
the car parked in the heavy rain, and the man inside.
"Good wife." The man behind her misunderstood, panting heavily, and
thrust even faster, holding the woman's buttocks.
"Ah..."
"Ah..."
Liu Qian felt as if her lower body was a firework rising in the sky, each
spark of desire blooming little by little. With each thrust, the man made the firework burn faster and more thoroughly, bringing it closer to the
magnificent final burst.
Finally, with a series of fast and deep thrusts from Sun Lianqi, the woman writhed and cried out wildly, her
warm, wet vagina convulsing and enveloping the man's penis. Sun Lianqi thrust his penis deep into Liu Qian
's lower body, pressing against her blooming flower bud, and throbbed as he ejaculated his masculine semen.
"Ah!"
The burning love fluid made Liu Qian's desires bloom instantly. Trembling, she enjoyed her first
orgasm brought on by her boss. Her vulva was filled with unprecedented satisfaction. Her open body allowed her to truly feel
the beauty of carnal desire—
the streetlights came on, and the raindrops continued to fall endlessly from the sky—"Is it comfortable?"
"Mmm.
" "Want more?" "
Mmm."
"Let me see?"
"Get lost."
"I want to see what a cunt that someone else has fucked looks like."
"Let's go home."
"Good wife, let's go home now."
"I love you, husband."
The silver-white car slowly started in the night and quickly disappeared into the mist rising behind its wheels—
lust, Secret
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The office is awesome, right?
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Thanks for sharing
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Thank you so much for your selfless sharing!

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