The Account Manager (closed for IntriguedLover)

"Ohh," she moaned as he took her breast from her dress, letting it fall to the floor, showing him her nude form. Her breasts were very perky and she rarely wore a bra. When he held her ass pulling her towards him with her breast in his mouth, chillbumps grew across her skin, her nipples hard from just his touch alone. She was already quite wet in her nether-region when he pulled his hand around to touch her there.

"Ohh Ben," she mewled out when he pushed his fingers between her lower lips and began teasing her pussy. She moved with him to the bedroom so they could get more comfortable. He kept his hand on her pussy making it hard for her to walk in the room but when they got there, she moved her hands to work his pants off. His cock sprung free giving her a clear view of it. She looked into his eyes licking her lips and moved to place her mouth over the cock head, gently licking it before taking his entire shaft into her mouth, taking him deep into her throat.
 
Ben let go of her pussy so he could use both hands to hold and guide her head. He'd never been a rough or super dominant lover; that wasn't his style at all. But he did like taking charge of the proceedings from time to time, and having his dick sucked was one of those instances.

He was almost delirious with the waves of pleasure washing through him, radiating out from his swollen member. God, her mouth felt so good! He couldn't remember the last time he'd felt so sensitive to every flick, every touch of lip or tongue, every shift in position. He held her head firmly but gently as he moved his hips back and forth, thrusting in and pulling out. And she knew what she was about, sucking and releasing with perfect timing to deliver the maximum pleasure...

Much more of this and he would cum in her mouth, which she didn't act like she would mind, but he wanted to make this first climb to the peak last for a bit. So he gently extracted himself from between her lips--with a little 'pop' as the ridge left her mouth--and pushed her down onto the bed on her back.

Situated as she was, with her legs dangling over the side, he knelt between her knees and began stroking the insides of her thighs from knee to junction and back, teasing, tickling... he loved watching her face as he did so, gradually shortening his strokes so that they came nearer and nearer to his objective. He began following his fingers with his lips, planting little butterfly kissed in slowly shortening arcs along both legs until both his hands and his mouth were poised over that delectable, shiny cleft...

Then, running his fingers along both creases on either side, he lowered his mouth to slide his tongue up and down the outer edges of her nether-lips, working his way inward, using the tip to part the delicate inner flutes and passing it up and down along that juicy valley, which seemed to get wetter by the second. Finally, he licked out and just gave a few flicks to the swollen bud at the top...
 
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When he placed his hands on her head to guide her mouth on his member, she moaned around his cock, pulling off just enough to flick the tip and then take him back into her mouth. She could feel him throbbing, getting closer by the minute. He pulled back causing his cock to pop from her mouth since she was still sucking hard on it. She laid back and spread her legs for him giving him a very clear view of her soaking wet cunt.

She gasped when he started kissing the inside of her legs, feeling him tease her, bringing her pleasure to rise. "Oh Ben, you are so amazing," she said to him. She then felt him get closer to her pussy, glistening from the arousal of the moment.

She gasped then moaned when she felt him begin to lick her pussy. Her hips raised slightly meeting his face, pushing his tongue in deeper into her slick tunnel. She threw her head back when he licked her pleasure nub almost sending her over the edge at that moment. "Oh Ben.." she moaned out his name.

She wanted him to enter her at that moment, "Please fill me with your huge cock," she begged.
 
Ben raised his face from between her legs. "Give me a minute or two, baby," he said. "I'm so excited, I'm afraid I'll cum as I'm entering you. But I'll give you a substitute in the meantime..."

And he buried his face in her sex, again, licking and sucking, but this time he thrust two fingers deep, deep insider her, hooking them upwards to caress the swollen, wrinkled patch that was her G-spot.

She writhed. She moaned. She thrashed back and forth on the bed. He didn't know if she was cumming; he didn't know her responses that well. But whatever he was doing she liked, so he kept on doing it...

Finally after a few minutes he felt he was in control enough to chance it. Lifting his mouth from her pussy, he gripped his cock at the base and began rubbing it up and down her slick slit, getting it nice and lubed up. "Are you ready, baby?" he asked, then gripped under her thighs with both hands for leverage and pushed the head between her lips slowly, slowly...

This was the moment he always savored, his favorite--pushing his way in, filling her up, feeling the resistance of her tunnel walls and the sudden surrender when they relaxed. He pushed in, in, until he was buried as deep as he could go. God, she was so tight! He was almost beside himself; he hadn't felt anything this good in years. He looked down at her body, spread before him like a living work of art. So beautiful...

When he was seated all the way, he waited a moment for her muscles to relax, then began to thrust. He pulled out until only the head was inserted, then pushed in again until the entire shaft disappeared. He went slow, so he could savor each inch--in, out, in, out...
 
Her hips began bucking up and down, her back arching as she felt him thrust two fingers into her. His digits were reaching deep within her depths as he continued lashing his tongue against her oversensitive clit. She was panting and moaning throughout all of it, her breathing becoming ragged.

She felt herself getting close, oh so close. She needed this release and she wanted it to be for him. "I..I-I'm gonna c-cu-mmm...I'm Cum--ming!!" she screamed out as her pussy clenched down around his invading fingers. Her thighs clamped down around his head as he devoured her honey.

When her pussy was finally starting to calm down and her body was wanting more, it happened. She felt him begin to enter her, pushing his huge cock into her inch by glorious inch. His cockhead nestled nicely against the entrance to her womb, bringing a moan from her throat and causing her to bite her lip.

"You feel so good within me, baby," she said to him, looking lovingly into his eyes. She loved how he felt within her. When he started thrusting slowly, she wrapped her legs around his hips pulling him in deeper. "Ohh god you feel good.." she moaned as she began rocking her hips against his, his cock gliding within her velvet walls.
 
Her legs around his thighs urged him deeper; her hips rocked up to meet his every thrust. He began to increase the pace, pumping harder and faster. He was already so close to the edge, he didn't know how long he could last. Her vagina gripped him like a silken glove, silently asking for more, more...

He closed his eyes and tried to concentrate on something else, anything else but this gorgeous flesh rocking and moving beneath him, anything that would derail his arousal for even a little and keep him from climax. He could hear little squelching noises as he thrust in and out of her wet cunny.

"I'm not gonna last, baby," he managed to get out between ragged breaths. "You got me so hot..." He could feel it building, like hot oil collecting in his lower belly; soon it would boil over. "I'm...I'm gonna cum..."

The dam burst, suddenly, and white-hot fire raced down every one of his nerve-endings. His muscles locked, his breath stopped. He swore he could feel himself erupt deep inside her, feel the hot semen rushing out of the end of his swollen member to splash against the walls of her tunnel, filling it. He doubled over, shaking. "GAHHHhhhhh!"

Then he was able to breathe again, and he sucked in great lungfuls of air, his arms shaking and weak; unable to hold himself up any longer, he collapsed on top of her, mashing her breasts against his chest. "Oh, God..." he groaned. "Oh, sweet Jesus..."
 
"Oh...cum for me baby...I'm close again...as well.." she said, her body wracked with pleasure already. No one had ever made her feel this way, this soon. "Cum...Cum in me.." she begged. She needed to feel him release him within her. His body was shaking above her, she felt his cock swell and when he screamed, she held onto him, digging her nails into his skin as his hot cream filled her, sending her over the edge as well.

"Ohhh fucckkk," she moaned out with him, her pussy clenching around him, milking him for his seed. She looked up at him and saw he was becoming weak. "Go ahead," she told him, panting. He collapsed onto her, panting hard. It was as if he had stopped breathing when he came. "You were so amazing.." she reassured him.

She moved her legs down to his side to allow him to stay on top of her, his cock still semi-erect within her slick insides. She squeezed his cock within her to get a feel of whether or not he could go again. Feeling him get hard slowly, she smiled, "Seems like you could go for round two.."
 
Ben raised his head and gazed lovingly down at her sweet, smiling face. He felt her pussy walls ripple, and almost laughed. "You're doing Kegels on my cock, aren't you, you little minx." He could feel himself responding to her efforts. Damn, it had been years since he'd been able to go again so quickly. This little girl was precious, indeed...

He let her work her magic as he lowered his face to her breast, tracing one areole with his tongue, blowing on it gently to make it pucker. She giggled and squirmed a little, which only helped Mr. Stiffy wake up. He continued to caress and suck her nipples gently until he thought he was hard enough, then he growled low, "Roll over. I want to do you doggy."
 
"Ohh," she mewled as she squirmed under him when he teased at her nipple. She nodded her head and turned over, his cock slipping from her just for a split second. She got on her knees and raised her ass in the air for him to have a clear view of her pummeled pussy. "Like this," she teased him..

When he shoved his cock into her depths, she threw her head back, having never felt this good in a few years. "Oh babe, you feel so fucking good."

As he began gliding his cock into her at a slow pace, she knew that this time around it would take him awhile. The first time had just been pent up tension and needed to be released so he could calm down a bit.

She began backing up against him to get him deeper, using her pussy walls to squeeze and grip him, her cunt sucking him deeper within her.
 
Mr. Stiffy was calmer, now, but still at full tilt. He could go a while. He could play...

He sped up slightly to find a good rhythm, hooking his hands around her hip bones to get good leverage for the in-thrust, pushing as deep as he could go. He started varying the rhythm, several fast, deep thrusts followed by a slow, slow, withdrawal until just the head was inserted, then ramming forward fast and deep, then withdrawing again slowly...then several fast, hard thrusts, then back to slow...

A light sheen of sweat was forming in the small of her back as he worked that lovely pussy, and the occasional gasp and moan spurred him on. God, she was so lovely, so responsive...every reaction ramping up his own arousal by a notch.

He pushed down on her back, forcing her head down to the bed, her ass sticking up in the air so invitingly. "You're my fucktoy," he said fiercely. "You're a little cumslut; you love having my hard cock ramming you, don't you? You're mine to do what I want with, to fuck and suck and play with..."
 
When he pushed her head down so he could get into her deeper saying she was his fucktoy, oh that turned her on even more. "Yes...I love your big cock...in my pussy," she moaned out. She loved him within her, it was like he was the key to her lock, reaching deeper within her.

"Yes," she moaned out to him, "fuck me and play with me...all you want," she beckoned to him. He was becoming more and more passionate with each thrust into her tight cunt. She used her muscles to pull him deeper as he thrust more and more.

"Fuck..Fuck me harder," she begged him. Her pleasure was rising more and more as her pussy was pummeled by this awesome man. She wanted him to cum within her again. Her breathing got ragged feeling her impending orgasm building with her. He kept thrusting into her. She knew she would cum and cum once more before he was through with her.

"Oh fuckkk," she moaned out as her snatch came around his cock, his thrusting going faster and faster, letting her ride out her orgasm. His thrusts got slower as he took control of her, her pleasure building once again.
 
Every woman came differently; Ben thought he recognized her orgasm, now; the way her hips jerked, the "oh, fuuuk..." exclamation. He didn't stop thrusting, though he did gentle it somewhat. He could feel her contractions around his pole, which only served to bring his own climax that much closer. He could continue as he was and cum again, but he had other ideas again.

Pulling out completely, he gave one ass cheek a playful slap as he flopped on his back beside her. Shoving one arm under her shoulders and chest, he indicated that he wanted her on top. She dutifully obliged.

Reaching down with one hand between them, he deftly guided his rampant member back inside her, pushing her torso up. "Why should I have to do all the work, here?" he said playfully. "Ride me cowgirl; show me what a 'complete slut' looks like. I wanna see those beautiful tits jiggle while you bounce on my cock."
 
"Well, you sign the..paychecks.." she joked as she began bouncing her slick cunt up and down on his massive rod. As she rose up and down, his hips joined hers in a beautiful motion, her ass slapping against his groin as she slid down on him, making him deeper within her.

"Mmph, you feel so good.." she moaned out. Her tits were jumping up and down near his face. She grabbed the headboard and leaned over him slightly, "Take one,' she said to him, asking him to take one in his mouth. She slid him almost out and then back in with each fluid motion, over and over again, just to the tip then back down his entire shaft.
 
Ah, it was soooo sweet, that gliding/sliding, tight wetness running the length of his tool...the building of his arousal shifted into a higher gear. Her moaning, and the stunning sight of her magnificent, round, heavy orbs swaying and dancing before his eyes--it wouldn't be long for him.

He reached with his hands to still her swinging melons and took one hard little nipple between his lips as she had urged, using his other hand to pinch and tweak the other one. Once he had it in his mouth, sucking lustily, he transferred that hand to the rounded mound of her ass cheek, not to push or pull but simply to savor its smoothness and the flex of her muscle there.

She moaned louder, and he hoped she was as close as he was. She was in charge now, in complete control of the speed, depth, angle, all of it. He wanted her to cum again before he did, but if she didn't--well, the timing of these things was never perfect. He just hoped he could stay hard enough long enough after that she could get off one last time.

He was bucking his hips in time to her strokes, feeling his orgasm coming on by leaps and bounds. He popped her nipple out of his mouth long enough to gasp, "I'm (unh!) gonna (unh!) cum (unh! soon..." then deftly caught the stiff bud again as it swung by his mouth, and started sucking hard.
 
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"So...am I..." she moaned out as he continued to suck on her tits. She couldn't handle it much longer. The fast motion of them fucking with her riding was just too much. "I'm...ungh...I'm gonna..." she said before she screamed out his name, "Ben!!!" her pussy cumming hard, gripping his cock as she continued to ride him, giving him the go ahead to cum as well.

She felt the head of his cock swell inside her as her pussy clenched hard around it, the muscles contracting around his member as she came. She continued riding him, her breathing becoming ragged with every thrust until it happened. He came hard within her, making her scream out again as it made her orgasm prolong, longer than ever before.
 
Sweet Jesus!!

He had never, ever cum so hard in his life. He managed to pop her nipple out of his mouth just before his jaws clenched, otherwise he might have bitten it off. He wrapped her torso in his arms and squeezed. The world...went away. All that was left was a hot, tight, ball of ecstasy centered in his groin where his balls were being sucked through the head of his dick, he was cumming so hard. Waves of pure, molten pleasure coursed through him, from head to toe and back again, relentless...

Then the peak was past, and he was heaving, unable to get enough oxygen into his lungs. His muscles were like limp rags, his skin pimpled with goose-bumps all over. He became aware of her weight on his chest, his arms wrapped loosely around her. She was gulping and gasping just as he was, spent, exhausted...

Slowly, slowly their breathing subsided into something approaching normal. He ran his hands lightly across her back, feeling the slick sheen of sweat that had formed there. Her weight on his chest felt so very good, the warm smell of her hair filling his nostrils as her head rested in the hollow of his shoulder. His hands roamed and stroked and caressed randomly, from her shoulders down to her buttocks and across the small of her back, then back up again.

"Oh, sweetie, oh, Cassie..." he murmured into her hair, "oh, that was so wonderful...you are so wonderful...and beautiful..."
 
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She had passed out just as much as he had. She collapsed onto his chest, heaving hard from her amazing cumming. She came to when she felt him rubbing her back and running his fingers through her hair. "Oh Ben..sexy Ben.. you are such an amazing lover," she admitted.

She moved off of him and laid to the side glancing at her alarm clock. "Oh no...it's a bit after midnight..Won't Mrs. Crawford be worried?" She didn't want him to leave so soon but she didn't want their sexual endeavors to be stopped so soon either. "You can use the shower if you want, so she doesn't suspect anything.."

She got up and went into the guest bathroom to use the shower, she let the water drip over slim body, still feeling his hands caressing her as if she never got up. She stepped out and grabbed a towel, wrapping it around her waist, tucking it just around her breasts. She walked to the kitchen to start her Keurig pot. She jumped up onto the counter when he walked out of the shower. "Are we gonna do this again, or was this a one time thing, Ben?" she asked him not wanting it to be but would understand.
 
He took her up on the offer of a shower--it wouldn't do to go home smelling of Armani, after all! As he stood there, letting the water run over his head and down his back, the voice in his head returned. Ben...Ben...what have you done? it asked. It wasn't accusatory, only...sad. Like he was shaking his head at himself.

He had no answer for the voice. He'd done it, and it couldn't be undone. He had a career, and a good living, and a loving wife, and he had just put it all in jeopardy for a young girl he didn't even know that well. What had he been thinking? Was he that soft, that weak? That incapable of controlling himself?

What to do now? He should end it, he knew. But he should never have started it, either, and that plan had failed miserably. The image of Gloria floated through his mind, the woman he loved, the one he wanted to grow old with, or so he had thought... if she found out, it would devastate her. He couldn't risk that, couldn't do that to her...

When he emerged into the kitchen, he was resolved to tell Cassie that this had been a mistake, that it had been wonderful and amazing and all that, but it couldn't be repeated.

But when he saw her sitting on the counter, only a towel wrapped around that astonishing body, he couldn't do it. How could he give this up? How could he turn his back on this sweet, loving, young woman? On the best God-damned sex he'd ever, ever experienced, bar none?

He moved without speaking to where she sat, pushing gently in between her legs, and deftly plucked the tuck loose at the top of the towel, letting it fall in a puddle around her. With hungry, hungry eyes he drank in that marvelous form, the swell of her breasts, the curve of her hip...

He moved in closer, gathering her into his arms, and kissed her, passionately, tenderly. Her skin so soft, so warm... "No, baby," he said when they broke, gazing into those liquid eyes. "No, it isn't just a one time thing. I want you, again and again..." And he pulled her in for yet another deep kiss.

He was hard again--hell, he'd been half-hard when he first spotted her in just the towel!--but it was late, and he couldn't stay. Pulling away again, he gently brushed a stray lock of her wet hair from her forehead. "I have to go. I'll see you tomorrow at the office. Thank you. Thank you so much..."

Then he broke the embrace and headed for the door.
 
"Okay, I'll see you at 8:30.." she said as she gave him one last kiss, watching him go down the hall to the elevator. She watched him get in and turned to close the door. She backed against the door loving what had just happened. He had given her that reassuring smile and a kiss to boot. She knew within herself that it would be an amazing experience.

She went to the bed and looked at the sheets. Cassie shook her head and just pulled them off to the side for the maid to come handle them tomorrow. She laid down still smelling him on the pillow, to which she hugged it as she pulled the comforter over her, dreaming of only him. She dreamed of dancing in his arms and walking the sandy shore.

She woke up with her alarm clock sounding off. She had slept easy and the few hours that she did sleep were filled with images of him. She got up and grabbed her clothes, slipping into a very blue dress with a black lace oversheer for her day at work. She pulled her hair back into a top do and adorned her ears with sapphire dangle earrings.

She didn't live too far from work so she threw on her black heels and headed out the door. She was still thinking of him as she walked to the Starbucks on the corner getting her caramel vanilla macchiato. The offices were next to it and she decided to take a bit of time. She saw his car pulling into it's parking spot and headed out of the café but not before grabbing a simple mocha latte to leave on his desk.

She walked into the office and all eyes stopped on her, all the men in the office were watching her as her hips swayed in the outfit. She walked into his office and grabbed a notepad leaving a note on his desk with the coffee. "Ben, a latte for you. -C.J.K." She placed her lips to the note-paper before she walked out. She bumped into him, "Hello, Mr. Crawford. Having a good morning?" she said with a wink.
 
He couldn't help but notice the way the dress clung to her figure, or the way the peek-a-boo lace enhanced her skin. "Oh, good morning, Cassie," he smiled. "Yes, I'm having a terrific morning, thank you."

The truth was that he wasn't having a very good a morning at all. He'd arrived home well after his normal time for a night out, and when Gloria had sleepily rolled over in bed to say, "Why so late?" he had made up some vague excuse about going out after the club to get some food. She had smiled and rolled back over, and he'd climbed into bed next to her warm form and cuddled up close to her back, "spooning" her, molding his form to hers and wrapping his arm around her waist, as he knew she liked.

Then he had lain awake for almost an hour, thinking over and over I was late because I was busy pounding someone else's pussy, dear, a girl half your age. You'd like her, I think; she's pretty, and bright, and full of energy, a sharp dresser, and she has the most wonderful, round, firm tits and smooth, curvy ass, and we fucked like rutting weasels. It was glorious...

It had not been a restful night, at all...

So when he finally fell into fitul sleep, the alarm went of way too soon. On top of that, he'd been stuck in traffic and was late for a meeting and feeling like his head was stuffed with straw and his limbs were made of lead.

And despite it all, the first sight of her had made Mr. Stiffy twitch like he hadn't already gone eight rounds with Mohammed Ali the night before...

He watched--briefly!--as she went past him down the hall; there was no danger there, as half the men in the office were doing the same. Then he went in to his desk, only to find the coffee and the note. Panic erupted as he saw the lipstick at the bottom, the imprint of her kiss. No, no, no! That wouldn't do at all. He'd have to speak to her later; that sort of thing could end them both in the middle of big, big trouble.

Glancing at his watch, he quickly shoved the note in his jacket pocket, snatched up the files he needed, and hurried out the door, down the hall to the conference room...
 
She continued down the hall to her small cubical and sat at her computer. She began typing up the resolutions for the days' clients. She was meeting with the Hendersons' and the Johannsens' in an hour. They were joint on accounts and it was usually easier to have them come in for a meeting than separately. An image of Ben teasing her feet sent shocks of pleasure through her, chill bumps popping up on her skin. She shook her head clear of the image and continued typing only to realize that she had ended up typing the scene instead of the resolution.

"Crap," she said quietly. She hit the backspace and watched it disappear as she took a sip of her coffee. She finished typing up the resolutions, finishing them with the signature lines and all for appropriate filing. "There," she looked at her watch and hurried to the meeting room, passing by the one that Ben was in. She glanced at him and she knew he had spotted her. She smiled slightly as she continued on to get to her meeting. The clients were already in there, "Good Morning, I'm Cassandra Kingston. Henry isn't here today due to being home sick, let's get started."
 
The day dragged on. Ben sat at his desk, looking at numbers in columns, then going back over the same columns again when he realized that he had no idea what they signified.

He had seen Cassie once earlier in the day, on her way down the hall with clients for a conference. She had smiled a little smile, and for some reason he had forgotten what he was about to say. Damn, boy, you need to pull it together! the voice said sternly. And it was right; he couldn't let this..."infatuation" was the only word that came to mind...interfere with his work. People's livelihoods and retirements depended on him being on top of his game, and he couldn't let anything detract from that.

When lunchtime came, he grabbed his jacket from the halltree in the corner and headed out the door--and smack into Cassie, almost running her over in the hallway.

Damn but she looked good today. That dress hugged her bust and butt just provocatively enough without being in-your-face about it, and the earrings set off her eyes perfectly.

"Oh! Sorry; didn't see you there," he said lamely, drinking in her face and form he hoped not too blatantly.
 
She had finished up with the conference and led all of them to the door and said her goodbyes. She was heading back to her desk when she looked up only to bump into him. "Oh I'm sorry," she said as she bent down to pick up some of the papers that had dropped. She slowly stood up her head bumping slightly against his crotch. "Damn it, what am I doing?" she thought to herself.

"I didn't see where I was going, you're not at fault, Mr. Crawford," she admitted. She looked at him and noticed he was looking at her hard, she walked past him slightly, "At work Mr. Crawford, in my bedroom, it's Mr. Sexy. I'm all business," she whispered very quietly into his ear, hoping he heard as she continued to her desk. Some of the girls at work were going to lunch but she didn't really want to go anywhere. She just wanted to get through the work day without making it any more awkward than it already was.
 
Ben watched that oh, so sexy ass wiggle and slide down the hallway, and something broke inside. He suddenly felt wild, reckless...

He followed her quickly. When he'd caught up, he said in a low tone, "Conference room two. Two minutes." Then passed quickly by.

He stopped at the men's room, right across the hall from the conference room. He quickly unzipped and unbuttoned his pants; all that held him together now was his belt, and if he stood up straight no one could tell.

He slipped out of the men's room and across the hall into Conference Room Two. It was smaller than the big conference room, and most importantly, had no windows.

Are you crazy?? the voice said. This is insane!! But he didn't care anymore; he had decided, and he was going to see it through.

Impatiently he waited.
 
She put her files on the desk, her panties getting a wet spot from him saying be in there in 2 minutes. "What in the hell is he wanting?" she thought to herself.

She logged out of her computer and headed to the conference room. She looked around the office - no one was there because it was lunchtime and most of them lunched together to save on gas or whatnot..

She walked into the room and looked past the door to see him sitting in the chair. "What are you crazy? Here?" she asked him closing the door.

She knew he was desperate, as was she, but here? She moved closer to him and dropped to her knees in front of him, "What do you want, sexy man?" she asked moving her hand sensually up his inner thigh, making him throw his head back from her touch.
 
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