Making the mother pregnant three times

My mother was pregnant three times
and was molested by others

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At 10 pm, there were only a few people on the Taiwan Bus. The journey from Kaohsiung to Taipei was about to begin. I was sitting in the last row with my mother, feeling unhappy. Why was I unhappy? It was all because I'd just been scolded by my mom. It was just an accident that caused her to expose herself, not something I did on purpose. I got angrier and angrier the whole way. My mom, on the other hand, was fast asleep after taking sleeping pills (to avoid motion sickness). Since I had nothing better to do, I suddenly had a sudden idea: since I scolded her so badly for accidentally exposing herself, I might as well deliberately expose her. So, taking advantage of the dim lighting in the car and my advantageous position in the back row, seeing that all the other passengers were asleep, I boldly unbuttoned the top two buttons of my mom's shirt, then pushed up her tight skirt to reveal her alluring thighs. Next, I placed the bottle of sleeping pills next to her. After setting everything up, I sat on the other side to watch the show, and hid the V8 in a good spot, ready to start it up at any time.

Not long after, an old man got up to use the toilet. Suddenly, he noticed my mother's appearance. He looked around to make sure no one was watching, then leered at her. He noticed the jar of sleeping pills and examined it for a while before gently shaking her. When she didn't react, his hands became bolder. He rubbed my mother's breasts with one hand while slowly slipping the other under her skirt. He then boldly removed her entire top and unhooked her bra, revealing her full breasts to both of us. Of course, this was all recorded on V8. After removing the bra, the old man's mouth began to work on her breasts, biting and licking them with practiced ease. Watching this, I felt a surge of sexual desire. Although I had molested my mother many times before while she slept, this excitement was stronger than ever.

Just as I was wondering why this was happening, and never imagined I'd become so deeply fascinated by it, I noticed that my father-in-law had somehow left my mother's skirt and panties on the chair next to him, and his posture had changed. Now my mother was sitting on the chair, her legs spread wide open. My father-in-law seemed stunned, and I thought it might be because my mother was a so-called "white tiger" (a term used to describe someone who is sexually impaired). But he didn't stay still for long; he started licking my mother's private parts, and he seemed quite pleased with himself. He even inserted his middle finger into her vagina. Suddenly, someone called out, "My dear husband!" It seemed to be my father-in-law's wife, and he hurriedly got up and left.

Hehe~ But I knew he would come back, and sure enough, he did. This time, he even took out his penis, but it seemed unable to get erect, only slightly enlarged. Seeing him spread my mother's legs wide again, I thought, "What will happen if this continues?" So I got up. As soon as I stood up, he was startled. Our eyes met, and I whispered, "What are you doing to my mother?" He was trembling with fear, quickly apologizing and leaving. I turned off the V8. Hehe~ lots of good shots. I took out some toilet paper to clean my mom's genitals and then helped her put her clothes back on. After returning home, I transferred the footage from the V8 to a videotape. At the time, I didn't expect that this videotape would have many sequels.

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Personal Experience

After the Taiwan Bus incident, I had been looking for an opportunity to expose my mom, but unfortunately, she was conservative by nature. If it weren't for the wedding in Kaohsiung last time, her only tight skirt would probably have remained hanging in the closet forever. Heaven rewards those who persevere. Later, I not only found an opportunity but also discovered a weakness in my mom: after two drinks, she would be completely drunk. However, I didn't discover this weakness first, so I paid a heavy price—no, I should say my mom also paid a heavy price.

That day, we went back to our hometown for the Chinese New Year. That evening, someone suggested we all play a drinking game, and even my mother got two drinks. However, she couldn't hold her liquor and my two cousins helped her upstairs to rest. I was only 14 then and didn't have much strength. I wanted to check on my mother, so I followed them upstairs. Just as I was about to open the door, I overheard my two cousins talking inside

: "I'm going first! You went first last time, so it's my turn this time."

"Okay! Hurry up."

"You should get her a few more drinks of strong liquor, otherwise we'll be in trouble if she wakes up." "Don't

worry!" [I poured the whole bottle of XO down.]

[Hehe~ This way I can keep going until dawn without any problem.]

Just as I was wondering what was going on and gently pushed open the door, I saw a scene that shocked me to no end. A naked woman was lying on top of a man, and another man was on top of her. The three of them were swaying back and forth. Judging from how wide the woman's legs were spread and the piston-like movements of the two men, I probably already knew that two penises were thrusting in and out of the woman's body. Of course, I didn't need to guess that the woman was my mother. But at this moment, I didn't want to make a sound to stop them. Instead, I felt a strange excitement, which was even stronger than the excitement of exposing my mother. As time passed, they kept changing positions. Then I suddenly heard footsteps behind me. I was so scared that I quickly slipped into the room and hid behind a clothes rack. Luckily, my cousins were licking my mother's private parts and playing with her breasts and didn't notice me. Then the door opened.

[Wow!] "I knew you guys were doing her again!" My two younger cousins said in unison

. "Damn it! You guys came up here anyway. Don't tell me you came to cover her with a blanket."

My older cousin retorted, not to be outdone .

"Hehe~ We came to wipe her sweat with our tongues, hahaha."

"Hehe~ We're tired too, it's your turn."

With that, my older cousins stood by the bed. "Sigh~ I always have to do what you guys have already done." Even though he said that, my younger cousin quickly got into position. "What can we do? We're the older cousins, hahaha." I got more and more excited watching from behind the clothes rack. In the end, my older and younger cousins went at it together. They were very coordinated in doing my mother. As soon as one of them ejaculated, the other would take over. While waiting, they took turns playing with my mother's breasts, and at the same time, they conserved their energy. No one was idle. The four of them took turns ejaculating inside my mother. From their conversation, I believed that this was not the first time they had done my mother. I just didn't expect that there was an even bigger scene to come. Another series of footsteps sounded, and I could almost guess exactly what they were going to do. Soon, my uncles and other relatives appeared before me, and my cousins discreetly left my mother's side. [Dad! You're here too!] [Of course~ We're downstairs working together to get everyone drunk, while you guys are having fun here.] [So we can go at it until dawn again!] My cousin excitedly exclaimed . [Sigh~ All I can think about is going at it until dawn. If only I were this diligent in my studies.] [Who told God to arrange such a beauty for us to enjoy? The timing, the place, and the people—we couldn't resist.] [Yeah, I thought things would come to light, after all, she'd been penetrated by so many people until she was red and swollen; it's hard not to suspect something. ] [Hmm~ Luckily, she only said her whole body ached, making my third uncle think it was just a hangover.] [And my third uncle even said it was a hangover, which is normal.] I wanted to laugh but didn't dare, I held it in for so long! [Haha, we can be so unrestrained thanks to this beauty who has never drunk alcohol and to Third Brother's explanation!]

After my eldest uncle finished speaking, he continued his "battle" with my other uncles. Having watched for so long, I'd witnessed many techniques, and my pants were already soaked with semen. It turned out my mother had been being played with and raped like a rag doll. Later, I got tired and fell asleep without realizing it. When I woke up, I found my mother with two penises in her mouth, one in each hand, one in each of her two holes, and another tucked between her breasts—a truly bizarre sight. So I took out my travel camera and carefully filmed the scene, even taking close-ups of each penis and its owner.

I left dejectedly, only to find everyone still asleep downstairs. I went for a walk alone until the afternoon before returning home. As soon as I entered, everyone asked me where I had been, and I could only give them a few perfunctory answers. Seeing my cousins chatting and laughing with my mother, I felt a sense of pleasure, thinking:

[If Mom knew how they did this to her, would she still be able to laugh?]

Later, my father had to go back to Taipei early because of some business, while my mother and I prepared to take the bus back to Taipei the next day. All the way, I was thinking about how to take advantage of this good opportunity, while my mother innocently asked me what I wanted for breakfast. So, while waiting for the bus, I went to the pharmacy and breakfast shop to buy breakfast and the tools for the entertainment later.

Although we were taking the Taiwan Bus again, it was crowded during the Lunar New Year and it was early morning, so even though my mom was sound asleep after taking sleeping pills, I had no chance at all. To make matters worse, we were sitting in the middle, which meant I could only grope her body indiscriminately. The most daring thing I did was insert my right middle finger into her genitals. However, I was relatively kind to my mom; knowing her genitals were still swollen and red, I applied some ointment I bought from the pharmacy and pulled her underwear down to her knees. I thought that letting it air out and reducing friction with her underwear might help the swelling go down faster, so I did that. Of course, I wasn't stupid enough to forget to put her back on before she woke up.

--- After returning home

from feeding my mother semen

, I couldn't wait to take advantage of my older brother's absence and rush into his room with the spare key to find fresh semen. Based on past experience, I believed that my older brother would have some new semen coming out in the next few days. Why do I say that? This all goes back to when I was in fourth grade. At that time, we rented out the rooftop of our house to an older boy. I often went there, and that's when I started to get into pornography. It was also at the older boy's urging that I started giving my mother sleeping pills and taking the opportunity to molest her with him. However, neither of us actually inserted our penises into my mother's vagina at the time. I was unable to get an erection. The older boy was afraid of being discovered later. I later learned that he had been caught before, so he wouldn't do it unless he was absolutely sure. That's why he taught me various techniques and knowledge, wanting to use me to have sex with my mother first and then have sex with her himself, so that he could frame me and make me the scapegoat.

Getting back to the point, I did indeed find a glass jar containing semen under his bed. My older brother would ejaculate into the jar after each time he masturbated, then tell me to mix it into my mother's food. Sometimes he would smear the semen on a handkerchief, and after my mother took sleeping pills and fell asleep, he would cover her face with the semen-soaked handkerchief, making sure the semen side was facing up to avoid getting it on her face. He said he wanted her to get used to the smell. He also said this trick didn't work on any woman because he had observed my parents' sex through a hidden camera and found they always used the normal position without variation, and the semen was always ejaculated inside my mother's body. Based on my account and his observations, he concluded that my mother didn't know what semen looked like, or even what it tasted like.

At the time, I even asked how he observed it. He said that once after he masturbated, he forgot to clean up, leaving semen all over the floor. My mom happened to be going upstairs to hang laundry and went in to check on my older brother. She stepped right into the semen and broke out in a cold sweat. My mom, thinking it was some food that had dripped onto the floor, helped him clean it up. My older brother even thought my mom was pretending not to know to avoid an awkward situation. However, after hearing me say that my parents came from a conservative family and that, as far as he could remember, the man was the breadwinner and the woman stayed home, he realized that my mom genuinely didn't know, which was why she dared to use this trick.

As usual, I distributed the semen fairly before smearing the remaining semen on a handkerchief and waiting for the night to come. Actually, after two or three years of planning, I had increased the concentration of the semen considerably. In some places, I even used "undiluted" semen. For example, I used it as jam on white steamed buns or sandwiches for breakfast. At first, my mom would ask me what kind of jam it was, and I would just say that a classmate had given it to me. She even told me that I had to let my mom try it. Unexpectedly, my mom actually believed me, and she kept eating like this without stopping, but it's all thanks to me feeding her!

"Is your mom asleep?"

My older brother suddenly appeared behind me, startling me.

"What! Sneaking around like that, you scared me!

" "Sorry? Your dad's not home, is

he?" "Of course not! You know he's always away on business."

"Yeah."

After saying that, my older brother sneaked back into my mom's room, and I followed. He skillfully undressed my mom while ravaging her body, but I wasn't as excited as before. Maybe it was because I had recently witnessed my mom being thoroughly raped! And I was used to seeing my older brother molesting my mom, so I felt a little unsatisfied, mentally planning all sorts of things that would satisfy me.

"Oh, right! You can ejaculate now, can't you?"

My older brother stopped sucking on my mom's breasts and looked up at me.

[Hmm~ I've been masturbating a lot lately.]

[Why be so sad? You have a woman right in front of you, and she's a stunner.]

I knew he was no longer satisfied with just molesting my mom; he wanted me to go first, so if my mom woke up and found out something was wrong, I'd be the scapegoat. Heh~ But I'm not the same as before.

[That's what I was thinking too, so I'm making plans.] I casually teased him.

[Why bother? There's no time like the present, let's do it now.]

[No, I want something more exciting.] That was the truth.

[Okay! Don't forget to call me.]

[Of course I'll call you.]

After a few polite words, the older brother continued his hard work, but I thought: Calling you is no problem, but you'll have to wait until I've made my plans.

[Idiot, I can't let him know my mom's weakness, otherwise I guarantee she'll be completely drunk the next day and let the older brother fuck her.

] [By the way!] "Big brother, if possible, get some more fresh stuff. We've been using up a lot of the original stuff lately."

"No problem, I'll bring some brothers over for a quickie another day."

"Hmm~ These past few weeks, I've been doing what you said, putting some semen on my fingers and letting my mom smell it. I didn't expect her to unconsciously lick the semen off my hand while she's asleep!" "

Of course?" "
Hmm~ When I don't have enough semen, I often put my mom's head between my legs, but since it's not a regular thing, I don't know when she'll get used to my taste."

"Soon! Once she's used to the semen, it'll be much faster."

"Hmm~ You can play around, I'm going to sleep now, remember to tidy up!" "

Don't worry!" [Don't you trust me?]

[Of course I trust you, you're an expert, but I still want to remind you, just in case something goes wrong.] [

Hmm~ Goodnight.]

-------------------------------------------------- [Mom~ Get up, breakfast is ready, can we eat breakfast?] [Hmm~ My head is spinning.] Mom answered weakly.

Watching my mom eat my specially made semen sandwiches always makes my little brother swell and feel uncomfortable. Especially when some semen gets on her lips, watching my mom lick it back with her tongue makes my blood boil even more.

Later, I told my mom I was going out to play, and while I was at it, I browsed a sex toy store and picked out a few fun things to buy. When I got home, my mom had already cooked dinner and was waiting for me.

[Mom eating]

[Hmm~ I'll eat with you after I've washed up]

My mother's gentle voice came from the bathroom. Of course, I took advantage of this opportunity to add some ingredients to the food, and I also had to adhere to one principle: whether or not there were ingredients added, you had to take some. The purpose of doing this was just to show my mother that we were eating from the same plate, to clear my name. But remember, you can't eat the stuff with ingredients! You have to throw it away quickly when my mom isn't looking. It's quite wasteful, but consider it an investment! This time, the ingredient I added was high-end stuff, bought online. Today is my first time trying it out, I wonder how it will work? I waited and waited, and finally my mom finished her shower. Everything was going according to plan, but I was shocked when I suddenly collapsed before she even finished her meal. I was completely at a loss. Luckily, I noticed she was still breathing and had a heartbeat; otherwise, I wouldn't have known what to do. I almost thought I had killed her.

Sigh... At that moment, I decided I would never add such a strong drug to her food again. Otherwise, it would be a waste of time cleaning up the dishes and utensils she broke when she passed out.

After a lot of fuss, I could finally start enjoying my mother's delicious body. She had just showered, and her fragrant scent excited me greatly. Without hesitation, I took off her clothes. This time, I planned to do something different. I took out the glass test tubes I had prepared for chemistry class, then slowly inserted them into my mother's vagina. I then thrust and rotated the tubes, my goal being to fill each one with my mother's vaginal fluid. Each time a tube was full, I plugged it with a cork and labeled it.

I wonder what my mother would think if she knew that her vaginal fluids were being preserved and treasured by her son in glass test tubes, and even later sold to a perverted old man for profit when she was short of money.

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Honest and Honest

Speaking of why I ended up selling my mother's vaginal fluids, it was actually quite unexpected. It happened one time when I was collecting my mother's vaginal fluids as usual, and someone rang the doorbell. I thought it was an older brother, so I opened the door without thinking. It turned out to be the building manager downstairs who said he urgently needed to use the toilet. He rushed to the toilet without waiting for my reply, but in the end, he didn't even get to use the toilet because he actually urinated after seeing my mother's appearance. Later, I told him to clean it up because I didn't have time to deal with him. The lewd look he gave my mother made me want to punch him. After that, he kept asking me all sorts of questions, and even tried to ask me for the vaginal fluids I had already collected. I just glared at him and said, "It's a thousand for one tube. If you want it, pay and take it. If not, forget it."

Back then, a thousand dollars was a huge sum for a middle school student like me. I thought the price would scare him away, but to my surprise, he said it was cheap and wanted to buy ten bottles first. He then said he'd go home and bring me ten thousand dollars. Looking at the gleaming banknotes, I naturally accepted. The money was already there; there was no reason to turn it down. Thus, my first job was selling my mother's vaginal fluid. Later, I learned that the administrator had been obsessed with my mother for a long time, even offering a high price to have sex with her. I always refused, saying my mother was in her fertile period or had just started her period. But I told him not to be disappointed; if the timing was right and the price was tempting, I would definitely let him have his way.

As time went on, he became very open with me, even telling me about peeping at my mother while she showered. Maybe he thought we were the same kind of people. But I lied and told him my mother had only had sex with my father, and that I collected her vaginal fluid because I was too afraid of incest. Later, he sometimes bought such large quantities that he told me he sold some to people with this fetish for two thousand each. At the time, I thought to myself: Damn it! That damn middleman. But I wasn't short of money, so I didn't care. Later, I started selling them mixed with half of my mother's vaginal fluid and half of her saliva, and I limited the quantity to ten a day. So, the ones I sold later were all diluted. Of course, I wouldn't dilute them for my personal collection!

I earned my first million with my mother's vaginal fluid. I remember the day I earned a million, I let the administrator touch my naked mother to his heart's content. Afterwards, the administrator gave me another million, saying he felt quite ashamed because he had sold them at a higher price. But I didn't blame him; I even helped him rush the orders and allowed him to molest my mother. So, the extra million was returned to me. Later, I also felt that the administrator was actually quite trustworthy. I said he couldn't touch my mother, and he really didn't. So, when I drugged my mother later, I would often let the administrator share the profits.

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Ready to Ejaculate

The days leading up to Dad's coming home are always my happiest time. Many people might find this contradictory—once Dad's home, I won't have anything to do, right? Actually, a few weeks of a more ordinary life isn't bad, and it's a good way to recharge! But what truly excites me is that I can play the "Ready to Ejaculate" game. Since Dad always makes love to Mom when he's home, I'm not afraid of anything going wrong playing this extremely dangerous game. And I've been having sex with Mom for a long time, so our relatives and friends all know that Mom has a beastly son. But everyone is too greedy to say anything, after all, a beautiful and silly young woman like Mom isn't easy to find, especially one who's free! So everyone is very accommodating, and I often come up with new tricks to satisfy them, such as "Ready to Ejaculate."

The game was quite simple: I first positioned my naked mother with her buttocks facing upwards. Then, I used a vaginal speculum to open her vagina, allowing everyone's semen to flow directly into her uterus. Next, the participants took turns masturbating and ejaculating into my mother's uterus, one after another, continuously. After a rest period, everyone was "ready to ejaculate"!

Playing this way, neither my mother nor the participants were too tired; they could even be said to be quite adept. It was even more enjoyable for the spectators, as some became erect again shortly after ejaculating. I, on the other hand, was burning with desire, watching everyone take turns ejaculating into my mother's uterus. These people included relatives, friends, strangers, neighbors, and even her older brother, whom she considered her own son. They all ejaculated into her uterus, and she had no power to resist, only to accept it all without understanding. Their penises and testicles were like teapots filled with semen being poured into my mother's container-like uterus. The thought of Mom chatting and laughing with them while her belly was full of semen filled me with excitement.

But what excited me even more was that if Dad came home during Mom's fertile period, we'd even make bets about whose child it would be, using it as a way to compare whose sperm was strongest.

Towards the end of the game, I'd slowly remove the speculum while carefully applying ointment evenly to the inside of Mom's vagina to tighten it and prevent the semen from flowing out, thus concluding the game. After Dad came home, relatives and friends would visit, even neighbors would come over, partly to see my dad, and partly to see Mom with her belly full of semen.

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Semen Extraction and Acupuncture

For some reason, I quite enjoy seeing my mother covered in semen, even her stomach, uterus, bladder, and anus. I wish I could fill them with semen, but getting that much semen is too much for me. So, I secretly started a masturbation club at school. All members received nude photos of my mother for masturbation. The membership requirement was to contribute at least 6cc of semen to the club daily. Over the past year, thanks to my dedicated efforts, it has grown rapidly, with members even secretly joining, including some teachers. Everyone hopes to accumulate five liters of semen so they can freely rape my mother without her noticing. This is my promise to the [Semen Card] members, and I intend to keep it. Therefore, after a year, the semen contributed by members has reached my [Semen Card]'s limit. Ideally, I started using the semen donated by members at home on my mother. One time, I even felt a little disgusted with myself because I successfully filled her uterus and bladder completely, then sealed her labia with strong tape. I also filled her anus so much that I had to use two large corks to plug it to prevent it from escaping. I also filled her stomach quite a bit; her belly was noticeably protruding. Finally, I picked her up and carried her to the bathtub filled with semen. I gently placed her in the tub, and soon she was completely naked, soaked in semen. Unable to resist, I squatted on the tub and masturbated, ejaculating onto her delicate face that hadn't yet been covered in semen. Afterward, I gazed at my mother for a while and finished filming the last roll of tape.

This time, I didn't plan to clean up after Mom. I intended to let her wake up naturally. I knew she would be shocked when she woke up, but it didn't matter; I already had an excuse. Dad was planning to leave Mom, and the truth would eventually come out. Although Mom was naive and silly, it didn't mean Dad was. Dad had sent Mom a letter, and I secretly read the contents clearly. Luckily, he didn't mention me.

When Mom woke up, she was surprised, but the letter I showed her shocked and saddened her even more. I lied and said that the things in the bathtub were things Dad had brought back for Mom's beauty and skincare, and that Dad had made them for her. Fortunately, Mom, heartbroken and desperate, didn't have the mind to think about how absurd my reason was. However, Mom did notice that her anus and labia were sealed. After Mom told me to leave, she washed herself by herself. I watched through the hidden camera as Mom removed the cork and super tape, and the semen gushed out of every opening like a stampede of horses. Later, I went to another bathroom and couldn't control myself for a long time.

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Epilogue

That year I was eighteen, and my mother was thirty-seven. I started molesting my mother in fourth grade, while she had been thoroughly raped after being drugged at her wedding banquet when she was nineteen. However, my mother never knew the truth, and I didn't intend to tell her. Although I no longer toy with my mother, what was the point of telling her about this past of rape? Actually, after toying with my mother for over eight years, what excited me was no longer the physical pleasure, but watching my in-laws, who had thoroughly raped her, chatting and laughing with her.

Now, because of my father's passing, my mother fears that she won't be able to bear the blow if I leave too, so she tries to satisfy me materially and is extremely obedient to me, afraid of upsetting me. I believe that if I wanted to rape my mother now, she would definitely agree, but I never asked her to do so. It's not because I think she's too old; otherwise, I wouldn't get an erection just from seeing her sleeping posture when we sleep in the same bed. I just felt that what I did was harmful to my mother. Although she was unaware, what would others think of her? So I stopped selling my mother's vaginal fluids and stopped playing any sex games. I also refused all those who wanted to rape my mother. After I went to university, everyone envied me for having such a beautiful mother, and for picking me up and dropping me off every day. There were even people claiming to be members of a "mother-rape enthusiasts' club" who tried to recruit me, trying to sell me all sorts of benefits and advantages, but I remained unmoved.

The sex games I devised resulted in my mother getting pregnant three times, but also suffering three miscarriages, leaving her physically weak. Every time I carefully cared for her, I was met with grateful looks, which made me feel even more ashamed. Later, we moved because there were too many people who had raped my mother and still wanted to take advantage of her. So we moved to the suburbs hoping to avoid unnecessary trouble. As for my first broken promise, it was to a member of a masturbation club, but I heard it's still operating.

Recently, after my mother smelled the scent of my genitals, she started sleeping in a 69 position opposite me while I was asleep, and she would suck on my glans. I know this is a lingering effect from before. Looking back, my desperate attempts to get her familiar with my semen seem a bit ridiculous.

Later, I told my mother that if she did this again, I would move out. She was so scared that she cried and apologized, saying she wouldn't do it again. Seeing her like this broke my heart, since I was the one who caused it. Later, I took my mother outdoors and encouraged her to participate in more activities, hoping to help her find her focus in life. With my continuous efforts and encouragement, my mother remarried. The groom was the building manager who had a crush on her before—it really was quite a coincidence! To be honest, I was a little worried at first, but after spending time with him, I found that he also took good care of my mother. So I gradually felt at ease, and five years later, I got married. I chose to let time bury those reckless days of the past.

Allowing others to molest me

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At 10 p.m., there were only a few people on the Taiwan Bus. The journey from Kaohsiung to Taipei was about to begin, and I was sitting in the last row with my mother, feeling unhappy. Why was I unhappy? It was all because I'd just been scolded by my mom. It was just an accident that caused her to expose herself, not something I did on purpose. I got angrier and angrier the whole way. My mom, on the other hand, was fast asleep after taking sleeping pills (to avoid motion sickness). Since I had nothing better to do, I suddenly had a sudden idea: since I scolded her so badly for accidentally exposing herself, I might as well deliberately expose her. So, taking advantage of the dim lighting in the car and my advantageous position in the back row, seeing that all the other passengers were asleep, I boldly unbuttoned the top two buttons of my mom's shirt, then pushed up her tight skirt to reveal her alluring thighs. Next, I placed the bottle of sleeping pills next to her. After setting everything up, I sat on the other side to watch the show, and hid the V8 in a good spot, ready to start it up at any time.

Not long after, an old man got up to use the toilet. Suddenly, he noticed my mother's appearance. He looked around to make sure no one was watching, then leered at her. He noticed the jar of sleeping pills and examined it for a while before gently shaking her. When she didn't react, his hands became bolder. He rubbed my mother's breasts with one hand while slowly slipping the other under her skirt. He then boldly removed her entire top and unhooked her bra, revealing her full breasts to both of us. Of course, this was all recorded on V8. After removing the bra, the old man's mouth began to work on her breasts, biting and licking them with practiced ease. Watching this, I felt a surge of sexual desire. Although I had molested my mother many times before while she slept, this excitement was stronger than ever.

Just as I was wondering why this was happening, and never imagined I would become so deeply fascinated by it, I noticed that my father-in-law had somehow left my mother's skirt and panties on the chair next to him, and his posture had changed. Now my mother was sitting on the chair with her legs spread wide open, and my father-in-law seemed stunned. I thought it might be because my mother was a so-called "white tiger" (a term used to describe someone who is sexually impaired). But he didn't stay still for long before he started licking my mother's private parts, and he seemed quite pleased with himself. He even inserted his middle finger into her vagina. Suddenly, someone called out, "My dear husband!" It seemed to be my father-in-law's wife, and he hurriedly got up and left.

Hehe~ But I knew he would come back, and sure enough, my father-in-law returned. This time, he even took out his penis, but it seemed unable to get erect, only slightly enlarged. Seeing him spread my mother's legs again, I thought: "What will happen if this continues?" So I got up. As soon as I stood up, he was startled. We looked at each other, and I whispered: "What are you doing to my mother?" He trembled with fear, quickly apologized, and left. I turned off the V8. Hehe~ There were many good shots. I took out some toilet paper to clean my mother's genitals and then helped her put her clothes back on. After returning home, I transferred the footage from the V8 to a videotape. At the time, I didn't expect that this videotape would have many sequels.

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Personal Experience

After the Taiwan Bus incident, I had been looking for opportunities to expose my mother, but unfortunately, my mother is conservative by nature. If it weren't for the wedding in Kaohsiung last time, her only tight skirt would probably have remained hanging in the closet forever. As the saying goes, perseverance pays off. Later, I not only found an opportunity but also discovered my mother's weakness: two drinks and she'd be completely drunk. However, I wasn't the one who discovered this weakness first, and I paid a heavy price for it—no, I should say my mother paid a heavy price too.

That day, we went back to our hometown for the New Year. That evening, someone suggested we play a drinking game, and even my mother was forced to drink two glasses. She couldn't hold her liquor and my two cousins helped her upstairs to rest. Being only 14, I didn't have much strength. I wanted to check on my mother, so I followed her upstairs. Just as I was about to open the door, I overheard my two cousins talking inside

: "I'm going first! You went first last time, so it's my turn this time."

"Okay! Hurry up."

"You should get her a few more glasses of strong liquor, otherwise we'll be in trouble if she wakes up."

"Don't worry!" [I poured the whole bottle of XO down.]

[Hehe~ This way I can keep going until dawn without any problem.]

Just as I was wondering what was going on and gently pushed open the door, I saw a scene that shocked me to no end. A naked woman was lying on top of a man, and another man was on top of her. The three of them were swaying back and forth. Judging from how wide the woman's legs were spread and the piston-like movements of the two men, I probably already knew that two penises were thrusting in and out of the woman's body. Of course, I didn't need to guess that the woman was my mother. But at this moment, I didn't want to make a sound to stop them. Instead, I felt a strange excitement, which was even stronger than the excitement of exposing my mother. As time passed, they kept changing positions. Then I suddenly heard footsteps behind me. I was so scared that I quickly slipped into the room and hid behind a clothes rack. Luckily, my cousins were licking my mother's private parts and playing with her breasts and didn't notice me. Then the door opened.

[Wow!] "I knew you guys were doing her again!" My two younger cousins said in unison

. "Damn it! You guys came up here anyway. Don't tell me you came to cover her with a blanket."

My older cousin retorted, not to be outdone .

"Hehe~ We came to wipe her sweat with our tongues, hahaha."

"Hehe~ We're tired too, it's your turn."

With that, my older cousins stood by the bed. "Sigh~ I always have to do what you guys have already done." Even though he said that, my younger cousin quickly got into position. "What can we do? We're the older cousins, hahaha." I got more and more excited watching from behind the clothes rack. In the end, my older and younger cousins went at it together. They were very coordinated in doing my mother. As soon as one of them ejaculated, the other would take over. While waiting, they took turns playing with my mother's breasts, and at the same time, they conserved their energy. No one was idle. The four of them took turns ejaculating inside my mother. From their conversation, I believed that this was not the first time they had done my mother. I just didn't expect that there was an even bigger scene to come. Another series of footsteps sounded, and I could almost guess exactly what they were going to do. Soon, my uncles and other relatives appeared before me, and my cousins discreetly left my mother's side. [Dad! You're here too!] [Of course~ We're downstairs working together to get everyone drunk, while you guys are having fun here.] [So we can go at it until dawn again!] My cousin excitedly exclaimed . [Sigh~ All I can think about is going at it until dawn. If only I were this diligent in my studies.] [Who told God to arrange such a beauty for us to enjoy? The timing, the place, and the people—we couldn't resist.] [Yeah, I thought things would come to light, after all, she'd been penetrated by so many people until she was red and swollen; it's hard not to suspect something. ] [Hmm~ Luckily, she only said her whole body ached, making my third uncle think it was just a hangover.] [And my third uncle even said it was a hangover, which is normal.] I wanted to laugh but dared not, I held it in for so long! [Haha, we can be so unrestrained thanks to this beauty who has never drunk alcohol and my third brother's explanation.] After my eldest uncle finished speaking, he continued his battle with my other uncles and second uncles. I had watched for so long and witnessed many techniques, my pants were already full of semen. It turned out that my mother had been being played with and raped like a rag doll all along. Later, I got tired and fell asleep without realizing it. When I woke up, I found that my mother had two penises in her mouth, one in each hand, one in each of her two holes, and another in her cleavage. It was quite a sight. So I took out the V8 camera I brought on the trip and carefully filmed this scene, even taking close-ups of each penis and its owner. I left dejectedly, and when I got downstairs, I found that everyone was still asleep. So I went out for a walk by myself and didn't go back until the afternoon. As soon as I entered, everyone asked me where I had been, and I could only give them a few perfunctory answers. Seeing my cousins chatting and laughing with my mother, I felt a sense of pleasure, thinking: [If Mom knew how they did this to her, would she still be able to laugh?] Later, my father had to go back to Taipei early because of some business, while my mother and I prepared to take the bus back to Taipei the next day. All the way, I was thinking about how to take advantage of this good opportunity, while my mother innocently asked me what I wanted for breakfast. So, while waiting for the bus, I went to the pharmacy and breakfast shop to buy breakfast and the tools for the entertainment later. Although we were taking the Taiwan Bus again, it was crowded during the Lunar New Year and it was early morning, so even though my mom was sound asleep after taking sleeping pills, I had no chance at all. To make matters worse, we were sitting in the middle, which meant I could only grope her body indiscriminately. The most daring thing I did was insert my right middle finger into her genitals. However, I was relatively kind to my mom; knowing her genitals were still swollen and red, I applied some ointment I bought from the pharmacy and pulled her underwear down to her knees. I thought that letting it air out and reducing friction with her underwear might help the swelling go down faster, so I did that. Of course, I wasn't stupid enough to forget to put her back on before she woke up. --- After returning home from feeding my mother semen , I couldn't wait to take advantage of my older brother's absence and rush into his room with the spare key to find fresh semen. Based on past experience, I believed that my older brother would have some new semen coming out in the next few days. Why do I say that? This all goes back to when I was in fourth grade. At that time, we rented out the rooftop of our house to an older boy. I often went there, and that's when I started to get into pornography. It was also at the older boy's urging that I started giving my mother sleeping pills and taking the opportunity to molest her with him. However, neither of us actually inserted our penises into my mother's vagina at the time. I was unable to get an erection. The older boy was afraid of being discovered later. I later learned that he had been caught before, so he wouldn't do it unless he was absolutely sure. That's why he taught me various techniques and knowledge, wanting to use me to have sex with my mother first and then have sex with her himself, so that he could frame me and make me the scapegoat.

Getting back to the point, I did indeed find a glass jar containing semen under his bed. My older brother would ejaculate into the jar after each time he masturbated, then tell me to mix it into my mother's food. Sometimes he would smear the semen on a handkerchief, and after my mother took sleeping pills and fell asleep, he would cover her face with the semen-soaked handkerchief, making sure the semen side was facing up to avoid getting it on her face. He said he wanted her to get used to the smell. He also said this trick didn't work on any woman because he had observed my parents' sex through a hidden camera and found they always used the normal position without variation, and the semen was always ejaculated inside my mother's body. Based on my account and his observations, he concluded that my mother didn't know what semen looked like, or even what it tasted like.

At the time, I even asked how he observed it. He said that once after he masturbated, he forgot to clean up, leaving semen all over the floor. My mom happened to be going upstairs to hang laundry and went in to check on my older brother. She stepped right into the semen and broke out in a cold sweat. My mom, thinking it was some food that had dripped onto the floor, helped him clean it up. My older brother even thought my mom was pretending not to know to avoid an awkward situation. However, after hearing me say that my parents came from a conservative family and that, as far as he could remember, the man was the breadwinner and the woman stayed home, he realized that my mom genuinely didn't know, which was why she dared to use this trick.

As usual, I distributed the semen fairly before smearing the remaining semen on a handkerchief and waiting for the night to come. Actually, after two or three years of planning, I had increased the concentration of the semen considerably. In some places, I even used "undiluted" semen. For example, I used it as jam on white steamed buns or sandwiches for breakfast. At first, my mom would ask me what kind of jam it was, and I would just say that a classmate had given it to me. She even told me that I had to let my mom try it. Unexpectedly, my mom actually believed me, and she kept eating like this without stopping, but it's all thanks to me feeding her!

"Is your mom asleep?"

My older brother suddenly appeared behind me, startling me.

"What! Sneaking around like that, you scared me!

" "Sorry? Your dad's not home, is

he?" "Of course not! You know he's always away on business."

"Yeah."

After saying that, my older brother sneaked back into my mom's room, and I followed. He skillfully undressed my mom while ravaging her body, but I wasn't as excited as before. Maybe it was because I had recently witnessed my mom being thoroughly raped! And I was used to seeing my older brother molesting my mom, so I felt a little unsatisfied, mentally planning all sorts of things that would satisfy me.

"Oh, right! You can ejaculate now, can't you?"

My older brother stopped sucking on my mom's breasts and looked up at me.

[Hmm~ I've been masturbating a lot lately.]

[Why be so sad? You have a woman right in front of you, and she's a stunner.]

I knew he was no longer satisfied with just molesting my mom; he wanted me to go first, so if my mom woke up and found out something was wrong, I'd be the scapegoat. Heh~ But I'm not the same as before.

[That's what I was thinking too, so I'm making plans.] I casually teased him.

[Why bother? There's no time like the present, let's do it now.]

[No, I want something more exciting.] That was the truth.

[Okay! Don't forget to call me.]

[Of course I'll call you.]

After a few polite words, the older brother continued his hard work, but I thought: Calling you is no problem, but you'll have to wait until I've made my plans.

[Idiot, I can't let him know my mom's weakness, otherwise I guarantee she'll be completely drunk the next day and let the older brother fuck her.

] [By the way!] "Big brother, if possible, get some more fresh stuff. We've been using up a lot of the original stuff lately."

"No problem, I'll bring some brothers over for a quickie another day."

"Hmm~ These past few weeks, I've been doing what you said, putting some semen on my fingers and letting my mom smell it. I didn't expect her to unconsciously lick the semen off my hand while she's asleep!" "

Of course?" "
Hmm~ When I don't have enough semen, I often put my mom's head between my legs, but since it's not a regular thing, I don't know when she'll get used to my taste."

"Soon! Once she's used to the semen, it'll be much faster."

"Hmm~ You can play around, I'm going to sleep now, remember to tidy up!" "

Don't worry!" [ Don't you trust me?]

[Of course I trust you, you're an expert, but I still want to remind you, just in case.]

[Hmm~ Goodnight.]

-------------------------------------------------- [Mom~ Get up, breakfast is ready, can we eat?] [Hmm~ My head is spinning.] Mom answered weakly. Watching my mom eat my specially made semen sandwich always makes my little brother swell and feel uncomfortable. Especially when some semen is stuck to her lips, watching my mom lick it back with her tongue makes my blood boil. Later, I told my mom I was going out to play, and also browsed the sex toy store, and picked out a few fun things to buy. When I got home, my mom had already cooked dinner and was waiting for me. [Mom, let's eat . ] [Hmm~ I'll eat with you after I've washed up.] My mother's gentle voice came from the bathroom. At this time, of course I took advantage of the time to add some ingredients to the food, and also had to adhere to one principle: whether or not there are ingredients added, you have to take some. The purpose of this was simply to show my mother that we all ate from the same dish, thus clearing myself of any suspicion. But remember, anything with added ingredients shouldn't be eaten! You have to throw it away quickly when Mom isn't looking. It's quite wasteful, but consider it an investment! This time, I used a high-end ingredient, bought online. Today was its first test; I wonder how effective it will be? After waiting a long time, my mom finally finished her shower, and everything went according to plan. But soon I was shocked. My mom collapsed before she even finished her meal! I was completely at a loss. Luckily, I found she was still breathing and had a heartbeat; otherwise, I really wouldn't know what to do. I almost thought I had killed her. Sigh… At that moment, I decided I would never add such a strong drug to food again. Otherwise, spending time cleaning up the dishes and utensils my mom broke while she was unconscious would be a huge waste. After a lot of fuss, I could finally savor my mother's delicious body. She had just showered, and her fragrant scent excited me greatly. Without hesitation, I took off her clothes. This time, I planned to do something different. I took out the glass test tubes I had prepared for chemistry class, then slowly inserted them into my mother's vagina. I then thrust and rotated the tubes, my goal being to fill each one with my mother's vaginal fluid. Each time one was full, I plugged it with a cork and labeled it. I wonder what my mother would think if she knew her son had preserved her vaginal fluid in glass test tubes, and even later sold it to a perverted old man for profit when she was short of money. --- Honest and fair

The reason I ended up selling my mother's vaginal fluids was quite unexpected. It happened one time when I was collecting my mother's vaginal fluids as usual, and someone rang the doorbell. I thought it was an older brother, so I opened the door without thinking. It turned out to be the building manager downstairs who said he urgently needed to use the toilet. He rushed to the toilet without waiting for my reply, but in the end, he didn't even get to use it because he lost control of his bladder after seeing my mother. I told him to clean it up because I didn't have time to deal with him. The lewd look he gave my mother made me want to punch him. After that, he kept asking me all sorts of questions and even tried to ask me for the vaginal fluids I had already collected. I glared at him and said, "It's a thousand for a tube. Pay up if you want it, or forget it."

Back then, a thousand dollars was a huge sum for a middle school student like me. I thought the price would scare him away, but to my surprise, he said it was cheap and wanted to buy ten bottles first. He then said he'd go home and bring me ten thousand dollars. Looking at the gleaming banknotes, I naturally accepted. The money was already there; there was no reason to turn it down. Thus, my first job was selling my mother's vaginal fluid. Later, I learned that the administrator had been obsessed with my mother for a long time, even offering a high price to have sex with her. I always refused, saying my mother was in her fertile period or had just started her period. But I told him not to be disappointed; if the timing was right and the price was tempting, I would definitely let him have his way.

As time went on, he became very open with me, even telling me about peeping at my mother while she showered. Maybe he thought we were the same kind of people. But I lied and told him my mother had only had sex with my father, and that I collected her vaginal fluid because I was too afraid of incest. Later, he sometimes bought such large quantities that he told me he sold some to people with this fetish for two thousand each. At the time, I thought to myself: Damn it! That damn middleman. But I wasn't short of money, so I didn't care. Later, I started selling them mixed with half of my mother's vaginal fluid and half of her saliva, and I limited the quantity to ten a day. So, the ones I sold later were all diluted. Of course, I wouldn't dilute them for my personal collection!

I earned my first million with my mother's vaginal fluid. I remember the day I earned a million, I let the administrator touch my naked mother to his heart's content. Afterwards, the administrator gave me another million, saying he felt quite ashamed because he had sold them at a higher price. But I didn't blame him; I even helped him rush the orders and allowed him to molest my mother. So, the extra million was returned to me. Later, I also felt that the administrator was actually quite trustworthy. I said he couldn't touch my mother, and he really didn't. So, when I drugged my mother later, I would often let the administrator share the profits.

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Ready to Ejaculate

The days leading up to Dad's coming home are always my happiest time. Many people might find this contradictory—once Dad's home, I won't have anything to do, right? Actually, a few weeks of a more ordinary life isn't bad, and it's a good way to recharge! But what truly excites me is that I can play the "Ready to Ejaculate" game. Since Dad always makes love to Mom when he's home, I'm not afraid of anything going wrong playing this extremely dangerous game. And I've been having sex with Mom for a long time, so our relatives and friends all know that Mom has a beastly son. But everyone is too greedy to say anything, after all, a beautiful and silly young woman like Mom isn't easy to find, especially one who's free! So everyone is very accommodating, and I often come up with new tricks to satisfy them, such as "Ready to Ejaculate."

The game was quite simple: I first positioned my naked mother with her buttocks facing upwards. Then, I used a vaginal speculum to open her vagina, allowing everyone's semen to flow directly into her uterus. Next, the participants took turns masturbating and ejaculating into my mother's uterus, one after another, continuously. After a rest period, everyone was "ready to ejaculate"!

Playing this way, neither my mother nor the participants were too tired; they could even be said to be quite adept. It was even more enjoyable for the spectators, as some became erect again shortly after ejaculating. I, on the other hand, was burning with desire, watching everyone take turns ejaculating into my mother's uterus. These people included relatives, friends, strangers, neighbors, and even her older brother, whom she considered her own son. They all ejaculated into her uterus, and she had no power to resist, only to accept it all without understanding. Their penises and testicles were like teapots filled with semen being poured into my mother's container-like uterus. The thought of my mother chatting and laughing with them while her belly was full of semen filled me with excitement.

But what excited me even more was that if my father came back during my mother's fertile period, we would even make a bet on whose child it would be, using it as a way to compare whose sperm was stronger.

When the game was coming to an end, I would slowly remove the speculum while carefully and evenly applying ointment to the inside of my mother's vagina to make her vagina tighten and prevent the semen from flowing out of her uterus, thus ending the game. In the days after my father came back, relatives and friends would come to visit, and even neighbors would come over, partly to see my father, and partly to see my mother with her belly full of semen.

--- For some reason, I quite enjoy seeing my mother covered in

semen

, even her stomach, uterus, bladder, and anus. I wish I could fill them with semen. However, obtaining such a large amount of semen is difficult for me. So, I secretly established a masturbation club at school. All members receive nude photos of my mother for masturbation. However, the qualification for membership is to contribute at least 6cc of semen to the club every day. Over the past year, due to my dedicated efforts, it has grown in popularity and membership. Even some teachers at the school have secretly joined. Everyone hopes to accumulate five liters of semen so that they can freely rape my mother without her noticing. Of course, this is my promise to the [Semen Card] members, and I intend to keep it without fail. Therefore, after a year of establishment, the members' contributions... The semen had reached my ideal level, so I often took the semen donated by members home to use on my mother. One time, I even felt a little disgusted with myself because I successfully filled her uterus and bladder completely, and then sealed her labia with strong tape. I also filled her anus so much that I had to use two large corks to plug it to prevent it from escaping. I also filled her stomach quite a bit; her belly was noticeably protruding. Finally, I picked her up and carried her to the bathtub filled with semen. I gently placed her in the tub, and soon she was completely naked, soaked in semen. I couldn't resist, so I squatted on the tub and masturbated, ejaculating onto her delicate face that hadn't yet been covered in semen. Afterwards, I gazed at my mother for a while and finished filming the last roll of tape.

This time, I didn't plan to clean up after Mom. I intended to let her wake up naturally. I knew she would be shocked when she woke up, but it didn't matter; I already had an excuse. Dad was planning to leave Mom, and the truth would eventually come out. Although Mom was naive and silly, it didn't mean Dad was. Dad had sent Mom a letter, and I secretly read the contents clearly. Luckily, he didn't mention me.

When Mom woke up, she was surprised, but the letter I gave her shocked and saddened her even more. I lied and said that the things in the bathtub were things Dad had brought back for Mom's beauty and skincare, and that Dad had made them for her. Fortunately, Mom, heartbroken and desperate, didn't have the mind to think about how absurd my reason was. However, Mom did notice that her anus and labia were sealed. After Mom told me to leave, she washed herself by herself. I watched through the hidden camera as Mom removed the cork and super tape, and the semen gushed out of every opening like a stampede of horses. Later, I went to another bathroom and couldn't control myself for a long time.

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Epilogue

That year I was eighteen, and my mother was thirty-seven. I started molesting her when I was in fourth grade, and she had been thoroughly raped after being drugged at her wedding banquet when she was nineteen. However, she never knew the truth, and I didn't intend to tell her. Although I no longer sexually assault her, what was the point of telling her about this past of rape? Actually, after more than eight years of this, what excited me was no longer the physical pleasure, but rather seeing my in-laws, who had once thoroughly raped her, chatting and laughing with her.

Now, because of my father's passing, my mother is terrified that she won't be able to bear the blow if I leave too, so she tries to satisfy me materially and is extremely obedient to me, afraid of upsetting me. I believe that if I wanted to rape her now, she would definitely agree, but I never asked her to do so. It's not because I think she's too old; otherwise, I wouldn't get an erection just seeing her sleeping posture when we sleep in the same bed. I just feel that what I would do would be harmful to my mother. Even though she doesn't know, what would others think of her? So I stopped selling my mother's vaginal fluids and stopped playing any sex games. I also refused all those who wanted to rape my mother. After I went to university, everyone envied me for having such a beautiful mother, and for picking me up and dropping me off every day. There were even people claiming to be members of a "mother-rape enthusiasts' club" who tried to recruit me, trying to sell me all sorts of benefits and advantages, but I remained unmoved.

The sex games I devised resulted in my mother getting pregnant three times but miscarrying three times, leaving her physically weak. Every time I carefully cared for her, I was met with grateful looks, which made me feel even more ashamed. Later, we moved because there were too many people who had raped my mother and still wanted more. So we moved to the suburbs to avoid unnecessary trouble. As for my first broken promise, it was to a member of a masturbation club, but I heard it's still operating.

Recently, after my mother smelled the scent of my genitals, she has started sleeping in a 69 position opposite me while I'm asleep, and she even sucks on my glans. I know this is a lingering effect from before. Looking back, my desperate attempts to familiarize my mother with my semen seem a bit ridiculous.

Later, I told my mom that if she did that again, I would move out. She was so scared that she cried and begged me to stop, promising it wouldn't happen again. Seeing her like that broke my heart, since it was all my fault. Later, I took her outdoors and encouraged her to participate in more activities, hoping to help her find her focus in life. With my continued efforts and encouragement, my mom remarried. The groom was the building manager who had a crush on her before—it really was quite a coincidence! To be honest, I was a little worried at first, but after spending time with him, I found he was quite caring towards my mom. So I gradually felt at ease, and five years later, I got married. I chose to let time bury those reckless days of the past.

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