Ski Trip

I boarded the shuttle bus to Tahoe’s ski slopes at Reno’s International Airport. After I found a seat I sent a text to my wife, letting her know I had arrived. The shuttle quickly filled and we soon departed. At last, I was on the way to meet my stepsister, Yvonne. An amplified feeling of anticipation filled my chest. Despite the fact we were both married, every year my stepsister and I traveled to Tahoe without our spouses to reconnect with each other. Neither of our spouses had ever complained about the annual get together, but then they were unaware that the affection my stepsister and I showed each other was physical.

Yvonne’s father married my mother about the time I started junior high. It was the second marriage for both of them. Yvonne was two years older than I was and lived most of the year with her mother. But, she spent summers with us and she spent those summers lying by the swimming pool in a tiny bikini, driving me nuts with lust. It seemed I spent my entire adolescence with a hard-on because of Yvonne. She teased me relentlessly with sexual innuendos and risqué double entendres. Her overt sexuality intimidated me. And, even at my young age I understood the taboo nature of my desires.

Once in the mountains the greenery of ponderosa pines contrasted with the clean whiteness of the snow. The winter scenery had my mind wandering back to the first time my stepsister and I had made a ski trip to Tahoe. It was back when we were attending the same college. My fraternity and her sorority had partnered to sponsor a trip to a ski lodge during a long winter weekend. Days spent skiing and snowboarding on the slopes were followed by nights of drunken reverie at the lodge.

The last night of the trip, I was tired and sore. I had struck out with the babes all weekend, so I decided to head down to the hot tub and soak instead of partying. The hot tub was outside on the snow covered deck. Imagine my surprise when I discovered my bikini clad stepsister already in the hot tub. My cock immediately grew hard.

Yvonne was wearing a wool knit cap and a pink bikini. She was just stepping out of the hot tub. Steam shimmered from her body in the cold air. Her nipples were rigid beneath the wet bikini top. The wet bikini bottoms clung seductively to her labia, creating a well-defined came-toe that left little doubt about the pleasurable delights hidden just beneath the tiny strip of cloth. She grinned at me after catching sight of my cock tenting my swimming trunks. Her expression was mischievous as she giggled, “What’s up little bro?”

“Nothing,” I muttered red faced, slipping into the hot tub as quick as I could. I sat down to hide my erection.

She teased, “Looks like something’s up.”

My blush grew more flushed. Trying to change the subject, I stammered, “I didn’t think you wanted any one to know we were related.”

“Why would you think that?” she asked with a frown.

“Because you’re embarrassed by me.”

“I’m not embarrassed by you,” she said, sinking back down into the water. She glided next to me. Her large breast bumped my arm, taking my breath away and causing my cock to throb. She giggled at my reaction then lustily said, “I think I might embarrass you.”

“You don’t embarrass me at all.”

Shaking her head, Yvonne said with conviction, “You’re embarrassed because you’ve wanted to have sex with me for a long time now and you’re afraid to make your move.”

“I, uh,” I stuttered. My eyes dropped to the frothing water of the hot tub.

Hooking her finger under my chin, Yvonne pulled my face up until I was looking into big brown eyes. Under water, her hand grasped my cock. She boldly gave it a squeeze and said, “You don’t have to be afraid. A girl likes to be desired.”

She hesitantly brushed her lips to mine. Then pulled back and looked into my eyes, gauging my reaction. A pleased smile painted her lips and she brought her lips once again to mine. This time she kissed me with fierce enthusiasm. Feverishly, she forced my lips to part and thrust her tongue into my mouth, our tongues wrestled with lustful intent. The kiss grew more passionate like the soldering heat that joins metal.

Breaking our kiss, I pushed Yvonne to arm’s length and wheezed, “We can’t be doing this?”

“Why not?” she asked.

“We’re related.”

“Not by blood.”

“It’s taboo.”

“That only adds to the excitement,” she stated boldly. Reaching behind her neck, she untied the top string of her bikini. She yanked the second tie from behind her back and then pulled the bikini top from her heaving breasts. Her pink nipples were hard and beckoned me to give them more intimate attention. She was a thing of exquisite beauty.

My eyes widened with lust. I tried to temper it by saying, “You know someone might catch us.”

“Yes, I know, that makes it more exhilarating,” she replied before kissing me again.

I returned my stepsister’s kiss with a passion I had never felt before in my life. Cupping one of her breasts, I squeezed it gently. Tenderly, I pinched her nipple and she squealed with delight. Breaking the kiss, I sucked her nipple into my mouth.

“Feels good,” moaned Yvonne.

My face arose from her breasts and I locked eyes with her. I whispered, “You’re so beautiful.”

“I want your cock inside me,” she panted with need.

Quickly, I untied the strings that held the bikini bottoms to her hips. I jerked them from her clinging wet cunt. My finger sank deeply into her simmering snatch. I pushed my palm against her protruding clit and she gasped. I admitted, “I want to fuck you so badly, Yvonne.”

“Not as much as I want to fuck you,” she rasped, pushing me back into the hot tub’s seat. She ripped my hard cock from my swim trunks. Straddling my lap, she clutched my cock and brought it to the entrance of her wet womanhood. She gasped as the bulbous head of my cock penetrated her pussy. Her face contorted into a grimace as the rest of my shaft followed. Finally, she was completely impaled on my cock.

I whispered, “You’re pussy feels so good, so tight.”

“Big… cock… so hard,” she groaned as my cock stretched her snatch. Her pussy convulsed around my cock in an unexpected orgasm. She wailed, “Oooooh! Cumming!”

I closed my eyes and fought back own urge to cum as her cunt squeezed my cock like a velvet vice. Opening my eyes, I watched Yvonne’s facial expressions. It was mesmerizing.

With her orgasm complete, Yvonne collapsed in my arms, panting as if she had run a mile.

“My turn,” I mumbled. Grabbing her buttocks, I stood up in the water and sat her on the edge of the hot tub. Water cascaded down her body and steam arose from it in the fridge air. With a single savage thrust I stabbed my cock back into my stepsister’s gushing gash. Tremors of excitement traversed my cock as her cunt clutched my cock like a wet welcoming handshake.

“Oof,” she exhaled as my cock fully penetrated her pussy. She wrapped her legs around my waist, locking her ankles together. She kissed me. Her tongue plunged into my mouth as deeply as my cock penetrated her cunt. She broke our kiss and whispered hot and naughty in my ear, “Your cock feels so good inside me, Bro, fuck me.”

With that kind of encouragement, I pounded her pussy with rapid machine-like thrusts. My hips propelled my cock in and out of her sweet cunt like a rocket. Timed with my thrusts, my breath came in gasps, “uh, uh, uh, uh.”

“Oh, Oh, Oh,” Yvonne returned in a primitive mating call. Her snatch clutched at my cock with wet silky spasms that motivated me to increase my momentum. The angle of my pelvis put pressure on her clit, intensifying the pleasure in her pussy. Her breath grew more labored. She shook her head from side-to-side and babbled incoherently. Her complexion turned crimson as the heat of her orgasm began to rise. She blinked her eyes, rapid fire. Her brow contorted into climatic creases. Soon her cunt was convulsing around my cock in warm wet spasms. She screeched in joyful release, “Cum, my pussy, cum.”

It was more than I could take, and I buried my cock into her with a final thrust. My testicles contracted then shot spurt after spurt of cum into the depths of my stepsister’s pussy. I felt her nails dig into the flesh of my ass as she tried to get more of my cock inside her. I hissed, “Cum-ah-cum-oh-cum.”

She held me in a tight embrace cooing in my ear as I emptied my balls into her. She whispered, “I love your cock, Bro, and I love you.”

Finally spent, my cock softened and slipped from her well-serviced snatch. I looked into her eyes and said, “I love you too Yvonne.”

The decade old memory made me smile. It had all began with a simple kiss and a subtle touch. But, that first kiss laid bare a need, a need to explore and discover each other’s bodies. It woke a desperate hunger, a hunger to take and give each other sexual pleasure.

I recalled Yvonne had somehow managed keep the sock cap the entire time of our first coupling, and I chuckled. My cock throbbed in anticipation of the sexual delights to come. After that first sexual encounter my stepsister and I agreed that our parents and society would prevent us from having couple’s type relationship. We made peace with it. But, we promised each other that we would get together every year, just the two of us, to reconnect and refresh the loving bond we shared.

The shuttle bus arrived in Tahoe and stopped at a ski lodge where most of the passengers disembarked. The shuttle then proceeded to individual cabins dropping off the remaining passengers. At my stop, I collected my luggage and the van pulled away.

The snow crunched beneath my feet as I made my way to the A-framed cabin. The door wasn’t locked so I went inside. I dropped my bags by the door and hollered, “Yvonne!”

“In the kitchen, Bro,” she responded in kind.

She was cutting slices of cheese and placing them on a platter. A bottle of wine was on the counter next to the platter. She wore one of her husband’s flannel shirts. It fit her like a mini dress and barely covered her white panties. To keep her feet warm she wore a pair of anklet socks. She turned and said, “I was just getting some wine and cheese ready.”

I pulled her into my arms. My lips pressed against hers, then covered her mouth with a demanding hunger. Instinctively, my stepsister submitted to the forceful domination of my lips, returning my kiss with primal intensity. The kiss ignited a sensuous flame of desire. It grew more passionate as my tongue penetrated he mouth and wrestled hers into submission. My hand slid from her waist down to her panty clad buttock. I squeezed it, and her body melded into mine.

Breaking the kiss, Yvonne mumbled, “Take me to bed.”

“Too far,” I returned, panting with desire. I unbuttoned her flannel shirt, but left it on her. I tenderly squeezed one of her bare breasts while sucking on the other’s nipple. I backed her against the table until her buttocks encountered the wood. Rising on her tip-toes, she rested her ass on the table top. I pushed her down until her back was flat against the surface.

For a long moment, I studied the beauty of my stepsister. One flap of the flannel shirt covered one breast. The other was exposed. Its nipple was hard and glistened wet from my attentiveness. Her panties were damp and clung to the folds of her pussy. She watched me ogle her.

“You are so sexy,” I choked. Flipping the shirt off her breast, I exposed both of them to my gaze. I reached down and cuddled a breast in each hand. With tenderness, I squeezed them both then gently pinched each hard nipple. My stepsister inhaled sharply from the pleasure of my touch. I choked, “I love looking at you, Yvonne. I love you. You’re still so hot.”

I ran a finger up and down her panty-clad slit, feeling the heat and wetness of her pussy just beneath the thin material. As I tucked at her panties she raised her hips, allowing me to peel them off her body. Unzipping my trousers, I pulled out my hard cock and stepped between her spread legs. I ran my cock up and down the warm wet folds of her hairless pussy. Grinning roguishly at my stepsister, I declared, “I’m going to fuck you now, Yvonne.”

“Yes, Bro, fuck me,” she whimpered expectantly. Then looking into my eyes, she panted, “Fuck me… right here… right now.”

I stabbed my hard cock into her sizzling snatch. With a single thrust I packed myself completely into her cunt. I groaned, “Yvonne, your pussy feels so good.”

“Cock… hard… good,” she stuttered enthusiastically. Her eyes widened as her pussy convulsed around my cock with an abrupt orgasm. Closing her eyes, she wailed in release, “Ahhhhh!”

As my stepsister’s cunt squeezed my cock, I curled my toes and fought my own urge to cum. I rasped, “Yvonne, your pussy is so responsive. I love it so.”

Only half-recovered, she muttered with urgency, “Fuck me, Bro. Fuck me hard.”

Encouraged by her enthusiasm, I pummeled her pussy to a pleasurable pulp. With animal-like lust I set a frantic pace that made her breasts bounce around her torso in time to my thrusting.

“Ah,” bleated Yvonne with each powerful thrust of my cock. It brought contact between my pubic bone and her exposed clit. Each connection sent an electrical charge of pleasure surging through her body. Suddenly, she grabbed my ass pulling all of my cock inside her convulsing cunt. Another orgasm ripped pleasurably through her body. She wailed, “Cumming, Bro.”

With my cock buried to hilt inside my stepsister and her pussy contracting hard upon it, my bloated balls constricted and blasted their load deep inside her. I looked deeply into my stepsister’s pleasure-glazed eyes and groaned.

“That’s it, Bro,” Yvonne encouraged. “Fill my pussy with your cum.”

Spent, I practically fell on top of my stepsister. Once I recovered, I pushed myself up off of her. I helped her off the table and she stood on wobbly legs. Playfully, I patted her bare ass and declared, “I love you, Yvonne. I love you, so much.”

“I love you too. Let’s go fuck in the shower,” she suggested with an impish grin.

We raced through the cabin. Her buttocks jiggled as she stomped up the stairs. Grabbing her, I sucked a hickey on her butt-cheek while she squealed with delight. Breaking free, she rushed towards the bathroom giggling. Reaching the shower door first, she stuck her tongue out at me like a kid who had just tagged home free.

Warm water beaded on her luscious breasts and streamed down her belly to disappear between her thighs. She kissed me passionately, her tongue explored my mouth. Turning, she grasped the shower head. Rising up on her tip-toes, she looked over her shoulder and said, “Ready to fuck me again?”

“I sure am,” I groaned, penetrating her pussy from behind.

Yvonne took the initiative and swiveled her hips rapidly up and down on my hard cock. She changed the rotation of her hips, and with a giggle, she wiggled figure-eights on my cock. Groaning with pleasure, I squeezed her big breasts like they were ripe fruit.

“Pinch my nipples,” she ordered. “Hard, but not too hard.”

I complied and she yelped with joy. Thrusting into her pussy urgently, I growled and groaned in my own rapture. My hands sled from her breasts down to her hips. I used them to support myself as I leveraged my cock in and out of her.

At the breakneck pace I was going Yvonne knew I was going to cum again and soon. She reached between her thighs and diddled her clit with passionate purpose. She chattered confused syllables of lust, “Fuck good… hard cock.”

“Pussy… good… so good,” I returned just as primitively.

She screamed in ecstasy when I penetrated her puckered butthole with my finger, sending it clear to my second knuckle. Her pussy convulsed and then erupted with frothy ejaculate which splattered with a wallop on the shower floor.

The spasms of her cunt clutched at my cock and sent me over the top. I pushed into her as far as I could and unloaded yet another load of cum into the depths of her pussy. My cock was buried so far into her that I had actually lifted her off her feet. With her quim quivering and quaking around my spewing pecker a kaleidoscope of lights shot through my brain with dizzying delight.

After our vigorous shower roam we dressed and headed into town in Yvonne’s SUV. She lived a lot closer to Tahoe than I did and had driven up. She had made reservations at the Top of the Town, the best restaurant in Tahoe. It occupied the top floor of the Lakeside Casino.

As we made our way across the gaming floor of the casino, I paused in front of slot machine. I dropped in a dime and pulled down the lever. The reels spun around and around. The first reel stopped, displaying a bell. The second reel also stopped on bell. Finally, the third reel quit spinning and came to rest on a bell. Immediately, the one-armed bandit flashed jackpot and spat out 100 dimes.

Yvonne grabbed a plastic cup and scooped up the money. She smiled at me, saying, “You’re a winner, Bro.”

“I’m always a winner when I’m with you,” I boasted with a wink.

I traded the dimes for a ten-dollar bill at the payout window near the elevators. Once we got into the elevators, I pulled my stepsister into embrace and kissed her. My mouth moved over hers devouring its softness. I forced her lips to part, and thrust my tongue into her mouth just like I had thrust my cock into her pussy. As I roused her passion, my own grew stronger, and I circled her breast with my hand. Placing my hand on her ass, I pulled her close so she could feel how hard she had gotten my cock. In turn, she ground her pelvis on my erection.

The elevator stopped with a dinging bell. Yvonne pushed against my chest, breaking our kiss and leaving my mouth burning with fire. Her scent filled the closed space and my nostrils flared in primeval response. The door opened and an older couple got on to the elevator. The man sniffed the air and the woman smiled knowingly at my stepsister. She whispered in my ear, “I’m not wearing any panties. They know you’ve aroused me.”

The elevator arrived on the top floor and opened. We strolled into the restaurant and were escorted to our table. Pulling out the chair for my stepsister, I gazed longingly at her the curve of her ass as she sat down. We ordered dinner and sipped cocktails as we waited.

Dinner arrived. It was superb. Along with the good food there was good wine and good conversation. We discussed life in general and our families in particular. At some point our conversion came to an end and we just held hands across the table. Looking out the floor-to-ceiling window we saw the moon reflecting off the lake and its light shimmering off the snow.

“It’s beautiful,” said Yvonne.

Kissing her hand, I replied, “Yeah, the scenery is almost as beautiful as you.”

“You’re so full of it,” she shot back. Smiling, she said, “I so love our time together. Let’s go back to the cabin and fuck.”

With an ear-to-ear grin, I agreed, “Let’s.”

We left the restaurant holding hands. Once again we made out in the elevator on the way down to the first floor. The valet brought Yvonne’s SUV up to the entrance and she handed me the keys, saying, “You drive.”

As I pulled into traffic and headed to the cabin, Yvonne slyly pulled the hem of her sweater dress up past her thighs, revealing her excited pussy. The scent of her sex filled the car and made my nostrils flare with yearning. The headlights of an oncoming car illuminated the wetness of her pussy as she ran her middle finger up and down her slit. Huskily, she asked, “Is this where you want to put your hard cock, Bro?”

“Oh, yeah,” I babbled, straining to look into her lap without wrecking the vehicle.

An irate driver honked as the SUV veered in his direction. I swore and hurriedly adjusted course. I split my attention between the traffic and my stepsister as she continued playing with her pussy. She teased me, “And, this is where I most definitely want you to put your cock.”

“Yvonne, you’re going to make me wreck,” I groaned.

Reaching into my lap, Yvonne squeezed my cock through my trousers and taunted, “Oh my, Bro, you’re so hard. I can’t wait to get this hard thing inside me.”

“I can’t wait either,” I choked.

“Poor thing,” she cooed, unzipping my trousers and fishing out my cock. She licked her palm then clutched my cock. Slowly, she stroked my hard shaft. She smiled as I moaned then asked, “Does that feel better?”

“Uh-huh,” I hissed once again steering back into my own lane.

With her free hand she slipped her middle finger completely into her saturated slit. Her voice was thick with lust as she said, “I’m so wet. I’m so in need of your hard cock, Bro.”

With vigor, she pressed her palm against her agitated clitoris. She quit stroking my cock and squeezed it tightly as if she was using it for a lifeline. Her thighs trembled uncontrollably. A low growl deep in her throat grew into a full blown howl of ecstasy. She screamed, “Cumming!”

I slowed the car in front of our cabin then parked in front of it. The vehicle’s interior light temporarily blinded me. My stepsister opened her door and stepped out of the SUV, leaving me unsatisfied and muttering. I put my cock back in my trousers and got out of the car.

Yvonne practically sprinted to door of the cabin with me close behind. The interior of the cabin glowed with the flickering light from the fireplace. Yvonne turned to me. With a wicked grin she grabbed the hem of her sweater dress and pulled it over her. She tossed it to the floor and stood before me, wearing nothing more than black stockings and sexy black boots. The stockings framed her pretty pink pussy into a picture of wanton pleasure. Her pussy lips glistened with excited anticipation and her clit peered from its hood seeking attention.

I watched her in silence as she walked slowly towards me, seductively swinging her hips. My eyes tarried on her breasts. I noticed her nipples were hard and rose rigidly from the center of her pink areolas. My eyes roamed down to her bald pussy and I licked my lips. Impishly, she smiled at me. Wrapping her arms around my neck, she kissed with so much passion I could taste her affection on my lips. I gently, but firmly squeezed her breasts. I took an erect nipple into my mouth and sucked on it hard.

“Not yet, Bro,” she hissed. Pushing me away from her breasts, she undressed me. She pulled my sweater off first. Running her fingers through my chest hair, she raised goose-bumps on my flesh. Dropping to her knees, she unzipped my trousers. Gleefully, she fished my hard cock out and studied it for a moment. She kissed its swollen helmet then licked the drooling pre-cum from it. Looking me straight in the eye, she said, “I love your forbidden cock. It gives me so much taboo pleasure.”

I stammered, “Glad you like it.”

“I love it, especially, when it’s so hard.”

She licked the underside of my shaft. Smiling up at me, she stroked my cock. Her hands twisting and turning as she tugged on it. She put my cockhead into her mouth and sucked on fiercely while continuing to stroke the remaining shank. Soon, she was sucking and stroking my cock for all she was worth.

In no time my cock twitched in a frenzy and my testicles tightly contracted. Cum spewed from my cock. My shout of elation reverberated throughout the cabin, “I’m cumming, Yvonne.”

Her mouth filled with my cum. She swallowed it all. Twirling her tongue around my still bloated cockhead, she cleaned cummy remnants from it. Then she released my cock from her mouth and giggled as I collapsed into a nearby chair. She smiled at me and whispered huskily, “Your cum tastes great, Bro.”

Sprawling back on the bearskin rug in front of the fireplace, she pinched a nipple. In the dancing firelight she lazily ran a finger between the folds of her glistening labia. Seductively she cooed, “I’m ready for you to fuck me now.”

I stood and shed my trousers then stepped out of my boxers. Joining her on the bearskin rug, I reached for one of her creamy white breasts. Gently, but firmly I squeezed it. I smiled as she moaned, appreciating her responsiveness. I kissed her lips then her neck. Slowly, I moved my lips down her body to suck an erect pink nipple into my mouth.

Running her hands through my hair, she murmured, “That’s it, that feels so good.”

Leaving her heaving breasts, I trailed my tongue down her trembling torso. I teased her by blowing my hot breath over her tummy. Goose-bumps rose all over her trunk. I kissed and licked my way down her body until I was between her legs. I brushed my lips on the bare skin above her stocking tops before sucking little hickeys on her thighs.

Her pussy splayed wide before me like a blooming rose and her fragrance beckoned me to feast. Nipping one of her pussy lips lightly with my teeth, I gently tugged it from side to side and sent snake-like tongue flickers into her interior. She moaned, tangling her fingers in my hair and pushing my face deeper into her pussy. When I slid two fingers into her simmering snatch she gasped at the unexpected penetration and muttered, “Feels good, so good.”

Her clit peeked from its hood and I darted my tongue against it. While I sucked on it, she babbled unintelligibly. Her body was racked with pleasure. Pulling my fingers from her pussy, I replaced them with my thumb. Meanwhile, I worked a saturated finger up her butthole while she clutched the bearskin rug, growling. I pinched my finger and thumb together until they touched, separated only by her interior. At the same time I tenderly bit her clit.

Yvonne arched her back and screamed. Her body convulsed with orgasmic gyrations for several long moments. It seemed her whole body was trying to levitate. Suddenly, she collapsed into silence. Looking at me through half-open eyelids, she feebly smiled.

I arose from between her spread legs and put my hands behind her knees. As I pushed them towards her breasts, she seized my rock solid cock and guided into her wet wanton cunt. I slowly sank my cock completely into her pussy. When my bloated balls rested against her pretty pink pucker, and I could go no deeper, warranted gratification caused us both to sigh.

“So hard, so hard,” groaned Yvonne. She dug her fingernails into the flesh of my ass. Her eyes widen as her cunt convulsed around my cock in a sudden orgasm. She shut her eyes and wailed, “Ahhhh!”

I hissed and fought back my own urge to cum as her cunt wetly contracted around my cock. I huffed, “Yvonne, your pussy feels so good.”

Once she recovered, she demanded, “Fuck me, Bro. Fuck me hard.”

With that kind of encouragement I pummeled her pussy to a pleasurable pulp. I set a fantastic pace that drove waves of ecstasy throughout her body. As I hammered my cock into my stepsister, her big breasts bounced to and fro directly propelled by my cock.

She twisted her nipples, squealing with depraved delight. Reaching between her legs, she diddled her clit with urgency. Her hips bucked upward furiously matching my downward thrusts. Her passion peaked. Wild-eyed, she howled, “My pussy… cum… my pussy… cum.”

I felt her cunt contract as she wailed in ecstasy as wave after climatic wave crashed down on her. After she relaxed I frantically plunged my cock into her hot box like a lunatic while she bounded her heels across my ass like bronco rider.

My stepsister must have felt my cock grow inside her and surmised I was ready to cum. She begged, “Fill my pussy, Bro. Fill my pussy.”

My cock exploded into her quivering quim. I spewed spunk deep into her belly. My eyes rolled to the back of my head. I hissed as white light exploded in my brain like bolts of lightning. My passion drained with each lustful spurt.

I rolled off of my stepsister spent. I lay on my back panting and gasping for breath.

Yvonne cuddled up to me. She kissed me. Running her fingers across my skin sent tingles to my core, I hugged her closer. Basking in post-coitus bliss, she looked into my eyes and said, “I just love our annual ski trips, and I love you.”

“I love you, too,” I replied, smiling at my stepsister. Then I asked, “Do you think we’ll actually go hit the slopes this year?”

Grasping my cock, she tugged it back to hardness and said, “I doubt it.”


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