Mother came to Taipei for a visit

Let me first describe the layout of my room. As you enter, on the left is the bed. It's not big, but even though we're poor, it has a quilt, mattress, and pillow. Directly in front of the bed is my desk, where I diligently study—and also my computer for researching and seeking knowledge. To the right of the desk is a small TV, a bookshelf, a clothes rack, and a bunch of odds and ends. Further to the right of the desk is the toilet/bathroom.
My mother then turned to the edge of the bed, crossed her legs, and put her lower leg against the edge. I glanced at her crotch area under her shorts, grimaced, and swallowed hard. Afterwards, I took my mother to a night market to experience the swarms of Taipei's night markets, and we had a late-night snack. When we got back, my mother watched the small TV next to her desk, while I browsed articles, afraid to download any videos online, lest my mother see my webpage with an AV actress's cover image—that would be terrible! It was quite late, and my mother's biological clock was already tired. After getting into bed, she said, "Don't stay up so late. Come up and squeeze in with me tonight."
I thought it was fine; the floor was cold, and we were mother and son anyway, so sleeping together wouldn't hurt. My mother and I were shoulder to shoulder. I asked if she wanted to turn off the light. My mother said "Yes," and then the whole room was dark except for a little light coming through the crack in the door. I could smell my mother's hair, body fragrance, and the alluring scent of a mature woman in the air. I turned to my right and realized that my mother was facing away from me. I couldn't sleep all night.
My lower body was hard, and my body was hot. I decided to stay up a little later, and after my mother fell asleep, I would sneak to the bathroom to masturbate. My mother was breathing evenly, and the fragrance was very alluring. Although I had incestuous thoughts, my mother was from a rural family, and she rarely talked about sex growing up, probably because of the simple and honest customs of her generation. So I suppressed my lust and kept silently chanting, "Great Compassionate Guanyin Bodhisattva, Blessed Mary, you are full of grace! The Lord is with you, Namo Shakyamuni Buddha, Amitabha, may this decree swiftly sever the demon in my heart, Amen..." After I realized that I had almost finished chanting the names of all the deities I knew, my Soviet-made AK-47 penis was still erect.
I decided to secretly get up, go to the bathroom to get a mouthwash cup, fill it with cold water, and extinguish the lustful fire of my mother-in-law fantasies. I immediately thought, "Damn, I didn't expect the water to be so cold." After repeating it two or three times, along with chanting the "Heart-Cleansing Mantra," it finally subsided. By this time, I was exhausted from being tormented by my erect penis. Just as I was drifting off to sleep, a saying came to mind that really hit home: "There are three things in the world that are unbearable for people: the first is 'the inability to urinate when you need to,' the second is 'the inability to sleep when you want to,' and the third is 'the inability to ejaculate when you have an erection.'" Sigh... I only saw it online, but it's so damn accurate
. When I woke up in the morning, it was almost noon. My mother got up, washed up, grabbed a key, went out for a stroll, and bought some things. As I ate the fried dough sticks and scallion pancakes my mother bought, I knew immediately which shop they were from. I said to my mother, "Is this soy milk from Yonghe Soy Milk across from the park?" My mother laughed and said, "You know that too? Looks like you know the neighborhood well. It's about time you took me for a walk around Taipei." I took a bite of the fried dough stick and said, "Of course I know. What other Yonghe Soy Milk shop in the world can fry such simple fried dough sticks so badly, almost burnt? It's unprecedented and unparalleled. Amazing!"
In the afternoon, as promised, I took my mother to some trendy places. You know, what woman doesn't love clothes and shopping? So we went to places like Taipei 101, SOGO, and E-Die department stores. Why did I choose these places? First, to enjoy the air conditioning, and second, because it wasn't a holiday, it was less crowded. Then in the evening, we strolled along Tamsui Old Street. My mother was wearing a black dress today, which fit her well and accentuated her shapely figure.
I've been studying in Taipei for half a year, and I haven't seen my mother's face in six months. I didn't expect her to dress so well. I wonder who influenced her. Could it be that she's having an affair? Damn it, if that's the case, I'll go back right now and cut that adulterer's tendons, and tell him, "He who commits adultery with another man's wife will have his wife committed adultery with him." I'll make sure he sleeps with his wife and his wife's mother right in front of him! How dare he sleep with my mother without even finding out who her son is?
After mentally condemning the adulterer, I coaxed my mother into revealing her thoughts, saying, "Mom, is this a new dress?" My mother smiled and said, "No, I bought it with the neighbors. Does it look good?" I stopped and stared at her, saying, "Hmm... the dress is alright... but..." My mother said, "What? Is the dress really bad?" I looked her up and down, saying, "The dress is bad, really bad... it's all black..." My mother's face fell, and she said disappointedly, "But... Ah-mei helped me choose it, you know, Ah-mei from the beauty salon." Oh, so it was those neighbors from the beauty salon. No wonder my mother knows how to dress. Like attracts like. I patted my mother's shoulder; her disappointment was written all over her face.
It's understandable; she's from the countryside, so of course she wanted to look her best in Taipei. Now, her son had poured cold water on her enthusiasm; no wonder she was disappointed. I hugged my mother to my chest and said, "The clothes really aren't nice... but Mom, you're beautiful and have a great figure. Even in black, they can't hide your radiance, haha." My mother then broke into a smile, "Long time no see! You're so smooth-talking. How many girls have you charmed with that sweet tongue?" I knew I couldn't let my girlfriend continue this conversation, so I took my mother's hand and led her to the restaurant.
We came here specifically for seafood today. Where were we? Oh right, speaking of that black dress, my mother's beautiful shoulders were exposed. She was probably wearing a seamless bra, with a slight glimpse of her cleavage. However, there was a gold braided decoration around her cleavage. My mother was wearing light-colored stockings and white high heels with gold heels and a gold pattern around the toe. Those shoes were really beautiful, and they looked even better with my mother's bound feet and beautiful legs.
My mother had her long hair tied up in a bun at the back, with three or four strands dangling in the air, which added to its beauty. Her face wasn't exactly stunning, but it was at least fair and clean, with a touch of light makeup and a hint of rose-red lip gloss. I thought if she wore heavy makeup, people might mistake her for my older sister. During dinner, I chatted with my mother casually, and eventually, the conversation turned to her morning. Seeing her shy expression, I knew she was hiding something from me.
I straightened my back and said, "Mom, honesty is the best policy. Tell me the truth, what did you say about me when I was asleep this morning?" My mother chuckled and said, "Oh, my dear husband, it's not that I don't want to tell you, it's just that I'm afraid you won't like it." Wow, I knew my mother was dressing younger, but even her way of speaking was so witty! I deliberately feigned a fierce look and said, "You daring, shameless woman, Qi Qin... Ah... no, I mean, what exactly did you see back then? Was it Chang Wei beating Lai Fu, kicking that dog to death with one kick, and saying he had superhuman strength?" My mother had watched Channel 4 with me since I was little, so she naturally knew about these movies.
My mother said shyly, "Reporting to my lord, actually, what happened this morning was a small matter, but last night... that matter was much bigger..." When I heard "last night," I almost spat out my nine-hole candy. I quickly drank some orange juice, choked a little, and said, "Mom~ what exactly happened to me last night?" My mother said, "Reporting to my lord..." I hurriedly said, "Okay, okay, I admit defeat, my good woman, quickly tell me what I did last night?" My mother smiled sweetly and said, "There are too many people here, let's talk about it when we get back." I was left with a face full of doubt. My mind raced, but I couldn't figure out what I had done.
Finally home, I pestered my mother relentlessly, but she just dodged the question. It wasn't until I stopped her from taking a shower that she shyly admitted, "I didn't really sleep well last night. I kept falling asleep and waking up, then falling asleep again. This morning, when I tried to get out of bed, your big thing was sticking out of my underwear, completely erect. How could I not be embarrassed?" I thought to myself, "Didn't the 'Cleansing Heart Mantra' work? But this was in the morning, what about last night? Could it be... I did something I shouldn't have done to my mother?"
Damn, I've heard of sleepwalking, but never sleepwalking rape. I stammered, "Mom, last night... I didn't touch you, did I?" My mother, sitting on the edge of my bed, gave me a wink and raised an eyebrow, saying, "Touched you? Not only did you touch me, you also took advantage of me all night!" I was so shocked I almost knelt down. Such a heinous act, according to ancient tradition, incest would result in being drowned in a pig cage for seven days and seven nights, then having ten women seduce you, making you hard for forty-nine days, then draining you for eighty-one days, finally dying from exhaustion, skin and bones, your penis rubbed raw and bleeding profusely, and still not being let go. Thinking of this, a bead of cold sweat trickled down my forehead to the tip of my nose.
But then a thought flashed through my mind: thank goodness this is civilized society. For the first time, I was so grateful to be a modern person. I asked my mother, "Mom... tell me exactly how I bullied you." My mother blushed even more and said shyly, "Your thing was on me all night, and you were even talking in your sleep, hugging my waist. I was sleeping with my back to you, and I don't know who you were dreaming about, but you thought I was your girlfriend, and you kept... kept rubbing your thing against my butt, and even rubbed my... my... breasts..." After saying this, my mother blushed and hurriedly went to take a shower.
I was left standing there dumbfounded. I thought to myself, "Damn it, is this for real? I tried to control my lust, using the 'water on the penis, chanting the purification mantra,' and it turned out to be my own dream. Ugh, I should have just done it myself. This is terrible." Tonight, I decided to sleep on the floor to avoid bothering my mother again. This time, I slept face down, pressing my penis against the cold floor, and listened to the Heart Sutra MP3, determined to fight off the lustful demon within me.
My mother then tried to chat with me. She said, "Come up and sleep. I won't blame you, come on." How could I accept that? I was already fully prepared. I said, "Mom, don't worry, I promise I won't let you have another sleepless night. Sleep soundly tonight." My mother reached out and grabbed my hand, saying, "Get up, come on. This is my order. No resistance, no talking back, no saying no, understand?" Seeing that my mother was determined, I unplugged my MP3 player and put it aside. Using the opportunity of not touching my mother's body, I began to resist this battle of fantasizing about my mother in bed, codenamed "Bed Mission."
My mother said, "What are you doing? Am I a plague or a virus, hiding so far away? Come closer. You're my son, are you afraid I'll eat you up?" Hmm... very good, this "Bed Mission" broke down in less than five seconds. My shoulder was pressed against my mother's soft, fragrant shoulder, and my mother started chatting with me, talking about my affairs, including my studies and my girlfriend. I realized I'd inadvertently let slip about my girlfriend, so my mother asked, "So, have you been teasing her?" I laughed and said, "Teasing her like that? Was it at night or during the day?" My mother slapped me and giggled, "What do you mean, day or night, huh..." I said, "Mom, I teased her both day and night. You need to be clear about it, otherwise I don't know how to answer."
My mother's voice became even more shy, and she punched my shoulder with her small fist, saying, "Is that okay? I think it's once in a while." I turned to my mother, smelling her fragrance, and said, "Mom, guess how many times a day, how many times?" My mother turned to face me and said, "No guessing, no guessing, you're just good at getting information out of me." I secretly reached out and touched my mother's hand and said, "So, Mom, how many times a day do you hope I'll be? Just guessing, it's just for fun."
My mother thought for a moment and said, "Three days... no, you're young, so it's once every two days." I deliberately made an exaggerated expression and said, "Wow... Mom, you're really as shrewd as Liu Bowen, comparable to Zhuge Liang who borrowed the east wind!" My mother laughed and said, "Stop pretending, I knew I was wrong as soon as I heard you say that." I deliberately turned my face towards my mother's face, feeling her breath and the exhalation from her lips. I whispered, "Mom, tell me honestly, how many days and how many times do you want me to go? There's a reward if you guess right."
My mother said coquettishly, "Oh dear~ If you insist, I'll tell you. If it could be once every night, that would be amazing." I pulled my mouth close to my mother's ear and said, "Guess one right, guess the other wrong." My mother asked suspiciously, "Which one is right, which one is wrong?" I said mysteriously, "Every day is true, once is false... I need at least three times a day, hehe." After saying that, I breathed a warm breath on my mother's ear, and she tickled and said, "Nonsense, how can that be?" I said, "There's still a reward for guessing half right, the reward is..." I kissed my mother's neck and said, "Originally it was for the mouth, but this time it's for the neck after guessing half." My mother got up and patted my chest lightly with both hands and said, "You even dare to bully your mother, you child, really... hehe."
I hurriedly said, "Wow, the person who got the reward isn't satisfied, is there any justice in this world, is there any law?" My mother looked at me with a smile and said, "You... you're bullying me." After this flirting, my so-called "motherly duty" was long forgotten. I flirted with my mother as if she were my own woman, and my penis, which had been abstaining for a month, was already burning with desire. My mother asked, "How long has it been since we broke up?" I simply hugged my mother and said, "A month, and a month without touching a woman..."
My mother was lying on her side facing me, with her left side against the wall and me on the bedside. I kept bringing my face close to my mother's, rubbing my nose against the tip of her nose. My left hand first wrapped around her waist, then moved up to caress her beautiful back and neck. My mother's breathing became heavier and heavier. I gently brought my mouth to my mother's lips, touched them, and kissed her, saying, "Mom... I said your clothes weren't pretty this morning, but I was just joking with you, just teasing you. You're not angry, are you?" My mother said shyly, "Angry? I'm already furious. You're young and impetuous. I've always known what people your age are thinking..."
My left hand slid down her beautiful back. Although there was only a thin gauze nightgown or dress between us, her skin felt very smooth and pleasant to the touch. It seemed she had received good treatment at the beauty salon. I slid my hand over her buttocks, then her thighs, and even her calves. I gently placed my mother's thighs on mine and said, "Mom~ tell me, what am I thinking right now?" My mother said shyly, "I won't say, I won't say. You'll only bully your own family." I kissed her chin and said, "So, Mom, would you like me to bully you?" My mother didn't speak at this point, but her breathing became rapid and heavy.
I got up, spread my mother's legs apart, threw the quilt on the floor, and turned on a bedside lamp. My mother lay on the bed, half-covering her face with her hands, and said, "Are you really going to do this?" I pressed my body against my mother, pulled her hands apart, and looked at her face. Her long hair was spread on the pillow, her thin nightgown revealed her black bra, a black lace triangle panty, and a dark blue sheer nightgown that revealed her fragrant shoulders and beautiful legs. The sight made my penis hard.
I first gave my mother a deep kiss on her delicate lips and said, "If Mom doesn't want to, I'll stop." My mother turned her face to the side, not daring to look directly at me, and said, "Have you been holding back for a long time?" I gently kissed my mother's sweet lips, the tip of her nose, her forehead, her ears, her neck, and her breasts. I kissed my mother's eyes half open, her gaze hazy. I said, "If Mom doesn't want to today, I'll still tease Mom." At this moment, my mother giggled and said, "You child, you've been planning this all along, you've got me figured out." I pulled down the shoulder straps of my mother's nightgown and said, "I'm sorry, I was just looking at you, Mom..." After saying that, I had already pulled my mother's nightgown off her legs. My mother's black bra covered her two breasts, and the deep cleavage in the middle indicated that her breasts were not small. My mother tried to close her two thighs, but I blocked them between them.
My mother stretched out her right hand to cover her private parts, while her left arm protected her breasts, concealing her snow-white nipples. She snorted, "I...what about me?" I pulled her left hand away from her chest, then pulled her right hand up with my right, lifting both her hands upwards. I pressed her hands down with my left hand. Her armpits were clean-shaven and hairless. I licked her armpit and said, "Mother, didn't you want me to tease you a little?" My mother flinched slightly from the lick and said, "You use this method to trick girls into bed?"
I put my hands behind my mother's back and unhooked her bra. My mother covered her bra with her hands, unwilling to expose her nipples. I squeezed my penis against her panties and said, "Do you have to go to such lengths to get a girl into bed? I only flirt with you like this, Mom. Don't you want me to bully you tonight?" After saying that, I took off my black bra, and two snow-white breasts jumped out, shaped like teardrops. Although they were only C cups, surprisingly, they were slightly perky and not sagging.
I ran my hands up my mother's hips, cupping her breasts and kneading them. She tilted her chin back, letting out a soft gasp, and said, "What...you're...bullying...you're mistreating me?" Her voice was sweet and shy. I began to savor her nipples with my tongue, first licking the areola in circles, then tapping the nipple with the tip of my tongue. My left hand kneaded her left breast, and finally, with a sharp suck, I began to roughly knead and suckle, using both my hands and mouth, making her moan softly. As I licked, I said, "I won't stop until you clearly state whether you want me to mistreat you."
My mother's face was already flushed, and she touched my back, saying, "How embarrassing! You've already teased me like this, how could I not want to?" I put my hands under her armpits, pressing my chest against her breasts, and swayed my body up and down, kneading her breasts with my upper body and rubbing my penis against her vulva with my lower body. Facing my mother, I looked deeply into her eyes and said, "Mom, I find you so beautiful. I'm afraid I'll hurt you tonight." My mother wrapped her arms around my neck and laughed, "You think you're so capable? You're making me all hot and bothered. Tell me honestly, how many girls have you done this to?" I
kissed her lips deeply, our tongues intertwining in her mouth. She closed her eyes, responding to my sucking, from a light kiss to a frenzied sucking. I slowly swayed my hips, and her waist rubbed against my penis. During the kiss, I used my right hand to pull down her black lace panties. I released her lips and said, "I only love you, Mom. I want you to be my lover, okay?" My mother raised her left leg, letting me take off her panties, and said, "Lover, lover, your mother was always your lover in the past, ha."
I stood up, got out of bed, rolled down the blinds on the window, and turned towards my mother. She got up and helped me take off my underwear, revealing my erect penis. She stared intently at it and said, "It really has grown." She covered her mouth and chuckled. I asked, "Mom, how much do you mean by 'grown up'?" I flipped her over, assuming a 69 position, woman on top. She said shyly, "How should I know? But this position is really embarrassing."
My mother's vulva was in front of me. I started to use my fingers to spread her labia, first playing with the entrance, stimulating her clitoris, then inserting my fingers to probe the inner walls, but not too deep. While my mother was enjoying my ministrations, I nudged my penis with my hips and said, "Mom, your private parts are so beautiful, can you suck them for me?" My mother then grasped my penis and began to stroke it. Being stroked by my own mother was very different, unlike any of the girls I'd had before.
I felt that my mother's hands were skillfully manipulating my penis, not too quickly or forcefully, nor like a robot, gripping it at the same rhythm and speed. I called out, "Mom, can I use my mouth?" My mother replied, "You're so clever, you have so many tricks up your sleeve." Before she finished speaking, I squeezed her buttocks with both hands and pressed down, opening her legs a little wider. My tongue licked her vulva from bottom to top, all the way to her anus. Her beautiful buttocks trembled slightly from the licking, and she said, "You child... you're just bullying me..."
As I sucked the vaginal fluid that was beginning to flow from her vagina, my penis was also being sucked incessantly in my mother's mouth, whether she was licking the glans with her tongue or holding it in her hand and rotating it while blowing on it. This 69 position brought both of us to the peak of sexual stimulation. I figured that was enough. Any longer and I'd be sucked until I exploded. My mother could get wet and have multiple orgasms, but I couldn't. I could only manage three shots in a row, and after that, the bullets I fired were all watery, not thick at all, just enough to make my penis hurt.
I pushed my mother's buttocks forward and climbed up between her legs. I pinched her breast with my right hand and cupped her lower abdomen with my left, moving her body towards the bottom of the bed so that her back was facing me. I squeezed her buttocks with both hands and said, "Mom... now I'm really going to tease you. Let me tell you, the soundproofing isn't good, so don't scream too... loudly." I rubbed the head of my penis against her vulva. My mother supported herself with her hands on the ground, letting her breasts hang in the air, and said without looking, "It's hot... it's itchy... even like this, you're still teasing Mom..."
I touched her vulva with my hand; it felt very wet. I pushed my penis into her vaginal walls, and my mother let out a soft moan, "Mmm... Ah..." I slowly moved my hips, afraid that my mother's vulva would be in pain if it wasn't penetrated so deeply at first. I kept my penis inside her, pressed my chest against her back, kneaded her breasts with both hands, and kissed behind her ear, laughing, "Now guess how big it is? Am I teasing my mother?" My mother was already panting heavily. She simply pulled up a pillow and rested her head on it, saying, "You're so naughty, I won't guess..." I began to slowly move my penis, gently thrusting in and out of her tender vulva, with small movements and a slow speed.
I straightened my upper body, held my mother's hips with both hands, and thrust suddenly, making my mother groan. I began to rhythmically sway my hips. As the speed and force increased, my mother's beautiful buttocks and my thighs made a "slap slap slap" sound, and her honey pot kept leaking lustful fluid, the flesh walls constantly squeezing my penis. I said, "Mom, your private parts are really amazing... I've never seen a girl as amazing as you." I reached out my right hand and grabbed my mother's left hand, pulling her upper body up.
I wanted my mother to look at me. My mother twisted her upper body slightly, and I looked at her left breast, which kept swaying up and down against my face with my thrusts. My mother's face was even more adorable. There seemed to be a tear in the corner of my mother's eye. Perhaps it had been too long since she had sex. Her eyes were red from the pain, making her even more pitiful. My mother sobbed and said, "Why don't you listen to me and slow down? Why are you going so fast?" I slowed down, turned my mother over to face her, and once again spread her legs like a frog. This time, I rubbed against her vulva and said, "Mom... haven't you had sex in a long time?"
My mother, blushing, kissed me first and said, "You know your dad walks fast, and the family business is so busy. He's exhausted every day when he gets home. How could he have time to... to do it himself?" I caressed my mother's whole body with both hands, sucking on her toes and saying, "Mom~ you... haven't you ever been intimate with a man?" My mother struggled against my sucking because her feet were itchy from being licked, saying, "You naughty son, what nonsense are you talking about? I'm very chaste..." I hugged my mother tightly and whispered in her ear... Duo licked her lips and said, "Mom is so good. I remember some of the neighbors and customers looked at you strangely when they came to the shop. Did they bully you?" My mother wrapped her legs around my waist, her vulva rubbing against my penis, and laughed, "Those people have the desire but not the guts. Even if they dared, I wouldn't want them. Besides, isn't there a bad guy on top of me right now, bullying me?" I thrust my glans forward and began shallow penetration at the entrance, only the glans entering. My mother, itchy and aroused, frowned, her whole body burning with desire, her head spinning. I laughed and said, "Mom, I'm not a bad guy, I'm your precious son." I thrust nine times shallowly and once deeply, making my mother twist her private parts, wishing I could go in a little more. My
mother said angrily, "If you keep being naughty, I'll get angry." I suddenly thrust my cervix forward, and my mother gritted her teeth in pain, leaving half a circle of teeth marks on my shoulder. I started thrusting my penis, shaking the entire broken wooden bed almost to pieces. I was genuinely afraid it would collapse halfway through, and the downstairs neighbors would call the police, which would be a real embarrassment. I fucked my mother with all my might, releasing the pent-up semen from the past month, along with my desire for women, and the sight of my mother's gentle, feminine demeanor, which made me even more intoxicated. I fucked the beautiful woman until she dared not scream, her body drenched in fragrant sweat from the pleasure.
The wooden bed made a mournful "quack, quack" sound. I looked into my mother's eyes and said, "Mom... I want everything from you. Promise to be my lover from now on, okay?" My mother's almond-shaped eyes were half-open, and her cherry lips were slightly parted as she said, "I'm still your mother. Be good. If you want, Mom can let you... Ah." With a powerful thrust, a slam, and a penetration, my mother's body arched, her legs straightened to support her body, raising her beautiful buttocks an inch, her private parts trembling and releasing lustful fluid. My penis and the sheets beneath were covered in her love juice.

After graduating from university this year, I transferred to Yilan University. My mother asked why I gave up Taipei, and I said, "I want to help Mom with some of the work, and I don't want to see Mom working so hard alone." After saying that, I touched my mother's waist. My mother giggled and said, "You always have such a mouth, saying half-truths. Everyone knows you're up to no good, haha." I whispered in my mother's ear, "I'll tell you a secret, actually I came to see my darling wife. Can you see where she is?" My mother smiled shyly and said, "I can't see her. I don't know who you're talking about." I put my hands on my mother's waist and pressed my penis against my mother's buttocks and said, "She will appear in my room tonight. If she doesn't appear, then she's in her room. Don't tell anyone, because she is my beautiful wife. I don't want anyone to know, understand?" My mother turned around and got away from me, leaning against the chair in the living room and said, "I don't understand who you're talking about? I don't have such a person here."
I picked my mother up in a princess carry, saying, "Isn't she right here? Hehe." My mother said, "You've got the wrong person, ah..." After that, we locked her in her room, and then there was another round of playful bickering. My relationship with my mother is more like that of two friends who tease each other. My mother's mischief and my playfulness only make me love everything about her. I want to stay with my mother forever, never to be separated.
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