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Son Does Something Dad Won't Do

"C'mon, Jim, just go a little lower."

I was walking past my parents' bedroom one night when I heard my mom say this. I was confused, so I stopped to listen.

"No, Annie, you know I don't like doing that," my father said.

I moved closer to the door.

"You just can't do it for me once?"

"Don't you like what I usually do?" my father asked.

"Of course I do, I just wanted to do something a little different."

I was a little sickened that I had caught my parents fooling around, but I was also intrigued. What did my mom want my dad to do?

"I'm sorry, I just don't want to."

"I'm really clean," my mom insisted. "I just showered."

Then it hit me: Mom wanted dad to lick her ass. Maybe that should've grossed me out, but it actually made me a little horny.

"No, Annie," Dad said.

"Fine, just go back to what you were doing."

When I heard the bed creak, I continued on my way downstairs, suddenly feeling a little weird.

I found mom in the kitchen the next morning. Her hair was disheveled and it didn't look like she had slept well. Now that I thought about it, it seemed as though there were many mornings when she looked similar. Mom was only 40, but now she looked several years older. The fact that she was wearing a ratty bathrobe didn't help.

"You want cereal or what?" she barked at me.

She looked at me, saw my expression, and frowned.

"Sorry, Jason. Didn't sleep well."

"That's okay, mom. Cereal's fine."

After I ate, I grabbed my bag and drove to school. It was a few months into my senior year, and I was itching to graduate. On the ride, I couldn't help but think about mom. I always hated to see her upset. Mom was incredibly giving and selfless and I knew she had a difficult time asking for what she really wanted.

That night at dinner, seeing my parents barely speaking to each other, I decided to do something. When the notion first hit me, I was kind of shocked at myself. But the more I thought about it, the more it excited me. Plus, I told myself, the main reason I was going to do it was to make mom feel good. So, what was I going to do: If you haven't figured it out already, I was going to eat my mother's asshole.

While the whole incest thing crossed my mind, I didn't really think about it like that. I'm not going to lie, the thought of licking my mom's butthole really excited me, but in my mind it was more like a massage, something non-sexual to make her feel good. Perhaps that seems a little naïve now, but it's the truth.

So, how was I going to do it? I had a couple of things in my favor. First, my father was very predictable. After dinner, he would generally read for about an hour and then start watching TV. Somewhere around 9:30, he would fall asleep. Around 11, he would wake up, watch the news, and then go to bed. The second advantage I had was that I sounded almost exactly like my father. People would get us confused on the phone all the time. The more I thought about it, the more it seemed as though I could pull it off. Excitedly, I thought about my plan and decided to put it in action that night.

At 10:00, after checking on Dad, who was asleep, I went upstairs. My parents' bedroom door was open a crack and I pushed it a little and looked inside. It was pretty dark, but from the faint light from the street I could see mom lying on the far side. Luck must've been with me that night because I noticed she was on her stomach. With my heart pounding, I slowly walked into the room and over to the bed.

The comforter was covering most of her lower half and I saw that she was wearing one of her usual nightgowns, this one a light blue. I watched her for a moment and listened to her breathing; she was definitely asleep. I thought for a moment. It sort of defeated the purpose if she remained sleeping, but if she did wake up, there was a real chance I'd be busted. I wasn't sure how to proceed, so I just decided to jump in and see what happened.

I carefully lifted the comforter and peeled it back. Her nightgown was bunched up a little, but it still covered most of her. I was fairly certain she wasn't wearing panties; a few times over the years I had inadvertently gotten a crotch-shot and saw a brief glimpse of her bush. I don't think she had noticed my gaze when that happened, but I remember feeling more embarrassed than anything else.

I reached down and lifted up her nightgown. Sure enough, there was her bare ass. My heart felt like it was going to pop out of my chest. I was looking at my mom's naked ass. It was strange - of course it was, this whole situation was strange - but it was sort of like looking at a foreign object. I knew it was an ass, and my mom's ass, but she rarely wore anything too form-fitting. Occasionally she'd put on some jeans that were a little tight, but that was about it. In fact, it wasn't until that moment that I realized what a great body she had.

Her butt wasn't huge, but definitely on the bigger side. It was round and stuck up quite nicely. I bet it would jiggle very pleasantly, I thought. Suddenly I was aware of my dick straining against my pants. Although I wanted to do this to make my mom happy, I realized how excited I was to do this for myself. I adjusted my dick so it didn't hurt as much, and kneeled down.

After staring for another moment, I slowly reached out my hands and grabbed her cheeks. I quickly looked up at her head, but there wasn't any movement. I leaned in and very gingerly pulled her ass cheeks apart. Though I couldn't see it because of the darkness, I knew I had exposed my mother's asshole and it felt kind of awesome. Still no movement from her, so I leaned in further. Mom always took a shower before bed, so I knew she'd be clean. I could smell soap and a little bit of her own muskiness which made my cock jump. I stuck out my tongue and went in.

I aimed a little too high, but after a second I readjusted and found what I was after and started licking my mom's asshole. I didn't really know what I was doing; I had eaten a few pussies but never an asshole. I had seen it done in a few pornos, so I just did what I remembered seeing. I flicked it with my tongue and then sort of rimmed it. It didn't have much of a taste, but in my mind it was like the greatest meal I'd ever had. I had been holding her cheeks apart for a minute, but then decided to release them. I was engulfed by her ass and it was the most thrilling thing that had ever happened to me. So thrilling in fact, that I didn't realize mom was starting to move.

"Wha? What're you doing, Jim?"

Oh, shit, I thought. I immediately, if reluctantly, removed my face from her ass and quickly got up and moved to the head of the bed.

"Relax, Annie," I said, lowing my voice a little. "I thought about what you said and decided to do it for you."

"What? Really?" She started to turn over, but I lightly held her down.

"No, stay where you are, okay?"

"Uh, okay. You sure you want to do it?"

"I'm sure. Just lay there and enjoy."

I quickly went back down to the side of the bed. Mom, eager for my tongue on her ass, spread her legs. I began again, and this time really went at it. And mom didn't just lay there. She basically humped my face while I licked her. It wasn't long before I felt a hand below me and I knew she was playing with herself. The unmistakable smell of pussy filled my nostrils, and although my tongue and jaw were getting tired, I didn't stop my assault on her asshole. After another minute, mom moaned, relaxed the grip she had on her vagina, and slumped down. I removed my tongue and, after a half-second consideration, decided to take a little lick of her pussy. It was delicious.

"Oh, so good, Jim. Thank you." She immediately fell back asleep.

I fixed her nightgown and the comforter and practically ran back to my room to take care of my dick. With the taste of my mom's ass and pussy on my tongue and lips, I came probably harder than I ever came before.

I repeated my performance the next night, and it went off almost the exact same way: Mom was sleeping, I started working her asshole, she woke up, had a nice orgasm, and then dropped off back to sleep. I of course jerked off back in my room and also went to sleep.

This repeated itself for five nights. And suddenly, Mom was like a different person. She was always happy and smiling, sometimes humming a tune. After the first time, I was worried that she and dad would talk and the jig would be up, but they never did. Maybe mom just figured it was something he didn't want to discuss.

Things went wrong on the sixth night. In retrospect, I should've know something was up. For one thing, I didn't immediately hear mom's familiar steady breathing which told me she was sleeping. But, because I was getting addicted to her ass, I wasn't really paying attention. I went over to the bed and lifted up the comforter. She was naked, which was also new. I only thought about it for a second before I had those cheeks spread and my tongue on her asshole.

After a moment, a light turned on. I froze.

"Why'd you stop, baby?"

Shit, I though. She was never asleep. And she turned the light on? Fuck.

"C'mon, baby, keep going."

I didn't know what to do. My first thought, perhaps not too surprisingly, was, screw it, you're caught, might as well keep licking your mom's asshole while you have the chance. My second thought was, if you get her off, she might just go to sleep like usual. It was my indecision that got me busted.

I felt her twist. "Jim, what's the-"

We made eye contact.

"Jason, oh my god!"

She immediately grabbed the comforter to cover herself. "What are you doing!?"

"Mom, let me explain," I said, though I had no idea what that explanation would be.

"I can't believe you were doing...that." She said.

"Listen, Mom," I said, wondering if I should just tell her the truth.

"You need to get out of here before your father comes back."

"Mom, dad's downstairs asleep, like he always is at this time."

She shook her head. "No, the last few nights he's been here."

I shook my head.

"What are you saying, Jason? Are you saying...the last week...it was you...doing that?"

I nodded.

"Oh my god!"

"Mom, I did it for you."

"What?"

I told her about what I heard when I passed in front of the door that night, and how I wanted to do something for her to make her feel good. I think she could see the sincerity in my face.

She sighed. "It's just not right, Jason. You need to go. We'll talk about this some other time."

I quickly left and went back to my room.

The next day, I avoided my mom as much as I could. After school, I immediately went upstairs to my room. About 6:30, there was a knock on the door.

"Jason, do you want some food?" Mom said.

"Uh, no, I'm okay," I muttered.

She didn't say anything and I heard her go downstairs. About an hour later, there was another knock.

"Jason, can I come in?" she asked.

"Uh, yeah," I said.

The door opened.

"Can I sit?"

I nodded. I was sitting at my desk and she sat across from me on the bed.

"We need to talk about what's been happening, wouldn't you agree?"

I nodded.

"I know what you did, you did for me, but it was still wrong. You see that, right?"

I nodded.

"That's not something a son should be doing with his mother."

"I know mom, but..."

"But what?"

"Didn't it feel good?"

She reddened. "That's... that's not important."

"It is though, mom. I didn't do it to, like, molest you or anything. I just wanted to make you feel good."

She smiled. "You're a good kid, Jason, and I appreciate that, but you see why it isn't right, don't you?"

I nodded.

"Besides, you didn't just do it for me, right? I saw that lump in your pants."

I grinned sheepishly. "Well, I'm not gonna say I didn't like it."

"I thought so," she said with a smile. "But let's just forget it, okay? It's over."

"Okay."

She stood. "Now give me a hug."

I got up and she hugged me. When she ended the embrace, she kissed my cheek. "Come down and get some food if you want some, okay?"

"Sure," I said."

As she left, I couldn't help but stare at her ass. As usually, she wasn't wearing anything very tight, but that didn't prevent my dick from immediately growing.

Three nights later, I was in the living room watching TV. It was pretty later - around 12:30 - so I was surprised when mom entered the room.

"Whatcha watching?" she asked, sitting down on the couch across from me. I couldn't help but notice she was wearing the same nightgown on the night I first went to her room.

"Just flipping around," I said. "Can't sleep?"

"No, not really,"

I had left the TV on some old sitcom and we watched it in silence for a couple of minutes.

"Jason, can I ask you something?"

I turned to her.

"I know we want to forget about...that, but I just wanted to ask you something about it."

We hadn't talked about it again, so I was surprised she brought it up.

"Okay," I said.

"When you were doing that, uh, did you like it? I mean, I know you said you were doing it for me, but did you like it?"

"Uh, yeah, I really did." I felt my penis begin to grow.

"You don't find it kind of gross?"

I shook my head.

"Your father..."

"What?" I asked.

"Never mind."

"Dad said it's gross? Is that why he doesn't want to do it?"

"Yeah, you know how he is, kind of a germaphope. He just thinks it's not very clean I guess."

"But you always shower. You certainly tasted clean." It was out of my mouth before I was able to stop it.

She looked at me for a moment and then smiled. "Thanks. I may not be as much of a clean freak as your father, but I try to keep clean."

She uncrossed her legs, and I don't know if it was done on purpose, but my eyes immediately went to her crotch and I swear I saw a hint of bush.

"I, uh," she started. And after a brief pause, she quickly said softly: "This is tough for me. I haven't been able to sleep for the past few nights, and I know this is so wrong, but do you think you could do that to me again?"

She looked at her lap when she said then, and then slowly raised her eyes to meet mine. By dick was rock solid.

"You want me to...?"

She nodded.

I smiled. "Say it."

"What?"

"Tell me what you want me to do."

"Please don't make me say it, Jason."

"Alright, forget it." I turned my attention back to the TV.

"Jason!"

I looked at her again. "Say it."

She sighed and then said almost inaudibly, "I want you to lick my ass."

"What's that?"

"I want you to lick my ass," she said a little louder.

"And what do I get out of it?" I asked.

"Uh, you get to do it. I know you like it."

"I'm not sure that's good enough," I said with a smile.

She thought for a moment. "Okay, if you do that for me when I need it, I'll, uh, make sure get you off once a week. How's that?"

I shook my head. "If you get off, I wanna get off."

I couldn't believe I just said that. In fact, I couldn't believe this whole conversation. I fully expected her to refuse, but then I noticed how she was squirming and I could tell she was getting excited. I wondered how wet she was and my dick throbbed.

"I guess that's fair," she said.

"Okay. So when do you wanna do it? Now?" God I hoped it was now.

She shook her head. "It's late. I'll tell you what. Tomorrow night, when you're father's watching TV, I'll come to your room."

I tried not to let my excitement show. I nodded. "Okay."

Mom got up and headed for the stairs. "And Jason," she said quietly. "We're not going to have sex. We're just...helping each other out, okay?"

I nodded. I watched her ass move as she walked away and then immediately tried to find something on TV to jerk off to, not that I really needed any additional material.

The next day, I was in a fog. I vaguely remember going to school, but that was about it. During dinner, I kept glancing at mom, but she wouldn't meet my gaze. I think I talked to dad about some upcoming game, but it was all a blur. After dinner I went up to my room to wait for what could be the best sexual night of my life. I had had sex a handful of times, but the experiences always left me a little unsatisfied. But eating my mom's asshole and then jerking off was always incredible. And now I didn't have to jerk myself off anymore.

Finally, at about 10:30, there was a soft knock on my door. I practically jumped off the bed and opened it. Mom stood there in a green nightgown. We smiled at each other and I stepped back so she could enter. I closed the door and we stood awkwardly for a moment.

"Uh, how should we..." I started.

"Why don't we just do it like the other times," mom said. "I'll lie face down and you can..."

"Lick your butthole?"

Her face turned red. I laughed.

"Mom, since we're gonna be doing stuff like that, I think we can say it."

She smiled. "Fine. I want you to stick your tongue up my asshole."

I didn't expect that, and she laughed at the expression on my face.

"C'mon," she said, walking over to the bed. "We probably have an hour before your father comes up. Can you turn off the light?"

I took a step to the nightstand, but then stopped. "Can I leave it on? I never really got to see anything in the dark."

She looked at me for a second. "Okay, fine." She lied down on her stomach and lifted her nightgown above her waist.

Again, I was enthralled by her ass. And this time I could see it in all its glory. She was cross-ways on the bed so I kneeled down between her legs. Although I couldn't see her anus, I got a pretty good look at her pussy. It was pink and had a light coating of hair on it. I spread her cheeks and finally was able to see my prize. My mom's asshole was kind of a light pinkish-brown. There was a tiny bit of hair around it, which for some reason made me even hornier.

"You gonna look at it or you gonna eat it?" Mom asked after a minute.

"Oh, sorry," I said, and dove in.

Just as before, while I rimmed her, poking and prodding and even sucking a little, she played with herself. She must've been really horny, because it only took a minute before I heard her familiar moans and knew she had come. But I didn't stop there. I kept up with my attack. After a few more minutes, she came again.

"Jesus, Jason, that was good," she said breathlessly.

As usual, after one last peck, I moved a little lower to sample her dripping pussy.

"No, Jason, don't," she said, covering it.

"C'mon, Mom, just for a second. I've done it before."

She relented and I licked her pussy for a few seconds before she rolled away and sat up. She had a big smile on her face.

"You're really good at that, you know? Where'd you learn...wait, never mind, I don't want to know."

I smiled and stood. Mom glanced at my crotch. "It looked like somebody else enjoyed that. Ready for my end of the bargain?"

"Yes," I said emphatically. I quickly unfastened my pants and pulled them and my underwear down. My cock sprung up.

"Whoa," Mom said. "That's a little bigger than I remembered." She reached out and grabbed it. "Very nice. So, what do you want, my hand or mouth?"

I knew this was real but it felt like a dream. I had just finished licking my mom's pussy and asshole and now she was asking me how I wanted to get off.

"Uh, whatever you feel comfortable with, mom," I said.

She smiled. "Let's try this. I used to be pretty good at this."

And with that, she engulfed my cock. And she was a very good cocksucker. She stroked the shaft while she sucked and didn't neglect my balls. She wasn't just repaying a debt; she was enjoying sucking my dick.

I knew it wouldn't take long, and although I would've loved to have lasted an hour, that just wasn't going to happen.

"Mom, I'm gonna..."

She just kept at it.

"Uh, Mom, do you want to swallow? Cuz I'm almost there."
She pulled my dick out of her mouth and quickly said "Yeah, cum in my mouth," before devouring it again.

That's all I needed. What felt like five gallons of semen filled my mom's mouth. She gagged a little when it hit the back of her throat, but she swallowed it all. She kept sucking until she hadn't gotten it all.

"Good?" she asked, looking up at me.

"Amazing," I said. I felt like if I didn't sit down quickly I might fall down.

"Great," she said, getting off the bed. "Same time tomorrow?"

"Uh, sure."

"Okay, see you in the morning."

After she had left, I collapsed on the bed, my dick already hard again.

Every night Mom came to my room at around the same time. I would eat her ass and then she would suck my dick. She never just gave me a hand job and she always swallowed. I was in heaven.

One night, while she was up on all fours with my face between her ass cheeks, I had an idea. I pulled back.

"Almost there, Jason, don't stop."

"Mom, wanna try something new?"

She turned to look at me. "What did you have in mind?"

"What if we get each other off at the same time? You know, a 69? That's when-"

"I know what a 69 is, Jason. Okay, how do we do it?"

I immediately took my clothes off. For some reason, I always remained fully clothed when I first did her. I laid down next to her.

"Okay," I said. "Sit on my face."

She laughed. But when she went to straddle me, the nightgown got in the way.

"Can you just take this off?"

"Yeah, okay," she said, and pulled it over her head.

Now, for the first time, we were both completely naked. I had never seen her bare tits before, and she caught me staring.

"You've had your tongue in my asshole, so it almost seems silly that you haven't seen me naked," she said. "Here you go."

She lifted her tits and shook them. Just like with her ass, seeing her tits was kind of a revelation. I knew they were big, but was still surprised. Her areolas were rather larger and her nipples were thick and her excitement was obvious.

"Ready?" she asked.

I nodded and watched as my mom's big ass descended to my face. Her pussy landed on my mouth, and I immediately started licking it.

"Hey," she said. "Wrong hole."

Though I'd licked her pussy a few times, she never really wanted me to. She adjusted herself so my tongue could get to her pucker, and when I started working on it, she leaned down and began doing the same to my cock.

"Try not to come before me," she said after a minute.

"Don't worry, if I come, I'll keep going until you do."

"Good boy," she said, and went back to sucking.

Typically, I came pretty quickly. This was due to the fact that my mom really knew her way around a dick and that I had just eaten out her asshole. But now, she slowed down her pace and didn't suck so hard. Every once in a while she would take it out of her mouth and lick my balls, too.

Did I say I was in heaven before? Now I definitely knew I was. I was eating my mom's ass and she was sucking my dick. This was the greatest moment in my life. And the fact that it was my mom made it even hotter. I tried to control my orgasm, but I knew it was no good. I immediately increased my efforts, hoping to get her off with me. Just as I felt my cum bubble up, I heard mom moan around my dick. She kept moaning as I filled her mouth.

After she had gotten all of my semen out, she rolled off.

"Wow," she said after a moment. "That was fucking good."

I rarely - if ever - heard my mom curse, and I had to laugh.

"Yeah, it was," I said.

"Let's do that again."

And we did. That's what we started doing night after night. Though I loved every second, there's was one thing I knew I had to try to do.

One night, after another amazing orgasm for me and a couple for mom, we were lying next to each other, head-to-toe, both naked. She had one knee bent, giving me a great view of her pussy and asshole.

"Mom," I said, slowly reaching out my hand. I started gently running my finger in circles over her anus. "Have you ever had anal sex?"

"Nope," she said.

"Why not?"

"If your father won't put his mouth there, what makes you think he'll put his penis there?"

"Have you wanted to have anal?" I asked, still running my finger over her asshole.

"Of course."

"Why don't you, then?"

I looked at her and a second later she got my meaning. She quickly closed her legs.

"I told you, Jason, we're not having sex."

"C'mon, Mom. It's not even really sex. I'm not gonna put it in your pussy. What's the difference between my tongue and my dick?"

"Well, actually a lot, Jason, and I think you know it. I know what we've been doing isn't exactly right, but I feel like if this" - she grabbed my hard cock - "goes in me, things will just have gone too far. Do you understand?"

I noticed she was now stroking my penis.

"Okay," I said, though I wasn't going to stop trying. I stuck my finger between her cheeks and found her pucker again. "Want to go again?"

She smiled and rolled over until my mouth was firmly latched onto her asshole again.

I knew I had to fuck my mom in the ass, and I was confident it was just a matter of time before I could do it. We were getting each other off every night, so I knew I didn't have to rush. Generally, after she had an orgasm or two, I would lick her pussy for a little bit. I could tell she liked it, but she just wasn't uncomfortable with me doing it. So I just started doing it a little longer. One time she seemed to forget what I was doing and I almost gave her another orgasm by the time she realized and pushed me away.

Another time, I told her to lie on her back. She had already cum twice, so she was rather pliant. I had her bend her knees so I could get to her asshole and I really started lapping at it. Slowly, I moved up, taking long slurps so I'd get her anus and then her pussy. Gradually, I stayed on her pussy and worked my index finder into her butthole. I sucked on her clit and finger fucked her ass.

"Oh my god, Jason, what are you doing?" she moaned.

"Do you want me to stop?" I asked, though I had no intention of doing so.

She just moaned and it wasn't long before she was cumming again.

And just like with everything else we had done, that was something else that became commonplace. Mom always wanted me to start with her asshole, but after she'd come, she pretty much let me do whatever else I wanted. Sometimes I would spend time just eating her pussy. Other times I'd lick her butthole and finger her pussy. Sometimes I'd finger them both at the same time. The question was, how could I replace my finger with my dick? I would've loved to fuck her pussy, but my main goal was her beautiful asshole.

I probably could've tricked her, maybe pretended it was finger and slip my cock in. But I didn't want to do that. I wanted her to want it. I decided to try something. One day I was licking her pussy and fingering her ass.

"Mom, I'm gonna put two fingers in your ass, okay?"

She murmured something and I quickly worked another finger inside. She moaned happily.

"This would be about the width of my cock, mom," I said.

She sat up and looked at me.

"I know what you want to do, Jason," she said. "But I just don't think we should. Aren't you happy with the usually stuff we do?"

It was then that I realized this was almost the exactly conversation I had overheard that started it all. I knew what I needed to do, I just hoped it wouldn't backfire.

I pulled my fingers out of her ass and stood.

"No, Mom, I'm not. I love what we do, yes. Most of the time I feel like I'm walking around like I'm having a perpetual orgasm. It's fucking great. But it's not enough. I'm not asking to fuck your pussy. I want to fuck this."

I reached down and stuck my finger back into her asshole.

"And I want to fuck it now."

I could see mom's expression go from shock to anger to sadness in a second. But then her look changed again. She was excited. She wanted it. Maybe she wanted it all along. She just needed me to demand it. She started breathing a little heavily.

"Is there no way to change your mind?" she asked, though that was the last thing she wanted.

I shook my head.

"Okay."

She turned over and stuck her ass in the air. The way she was presenting herself, had I not already cum a short while ago, I might have shot my load right then and there. Her asshole glistened. It was already so wet from her pussy and my saliva that I'm sure no lube was necessary, but I dipped a finger into her pussy just to get a little more moisture. I spread it on her ass and my dick.

"Ready?" I asked.

She looked over her shoulder. "Fuck my ass, Jason."

I lined up the head of my dick at the hole I now knew so well, and plunged it in.

We both moaned. Mom's mouth had felt great on my dick, but her asshole gripped it like a vice. I put it all the way in and just held it there for a moment. Eventually I pulled it almost completely out and started fucking her. Mom began playing with herself and it wasn't long before she came.

"Cum, Jason," she moaned. "Cum in my ass!"

Emptying my balls in my mother's ass was probably the greatest feeling I'd had in my life. I tried to stifle my yell as I shot rope after rope into her. Eventually I collapsed on top of her and after a moment rolled off.

"Holy shit," I muttered. I glanced over at Mom. She was smiling and breathing heavily.

"You, okay?" I asked.

She nodded.

"Can we do that again?" I asked tentatively.

She nodded again.

"In like five minutes?"

She laughed.

I had no idea where all of this was headed or when it would end, but for the time being I was the happiest bastard in the world. My mom had an almost insatiable asshole, and I was the one pegged to service it. At that moment, it was good enough for me.

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Dec 2, 2018 in anal

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