Slutty with my little brother at the cinema

This story occurred between me and my brother when we were younger. It was an indescribable day, but I will try to contain my temptations to tell about. Whenever I think about this story, I get wet and start to touch myself. Today I am married and close to my 40s, in addition to having a child. I had never told anyone this story about my brother and me.
I had, Luísa (this is my real name), about thirteen to fourteen years old, she was a girl half overweight, half “chubby”, as they said, but with small breasts and a very proportional ass. That provoked glances from my brother, as I had noticed several times, although I didn’t show it. Carlos, my little brother, as I affectionately called him, was about two years older than me. He was a thin boy, of medium height, a little shy – I thought so – compared to schoolmates. Sometimes, when we sat on the floor to listen to music on the old record player (remember I’m talking about more than twenty years ago), Carlos stood with his legs kind of ajar, so that I, from my corner, could see the stick, appearing between the folds of the “short”. I don’t know if he did it on purpose or not. Besides, other times, when I was going to put a painting on the wall, for example, Carlos would approach from behind, and touch his member, kind of numb (I felt …) on my ass. Everything very delicately, very “by chance”, if you know what I mean… I used to sneak a peek out of the corner of my eye, and let him lean over a little, then step back, without saying anything.
Well (and the reader must already be kind of impatient, wanting to know what motivated this report). One day, Carlos invited me to go to a movie in a cinema in a neighboring neighborhood, because where we lived there was neither a cinema nor a bar. I found the invitation somewhat unusual, as we had rarely gone to the cinema together, and even then with mutual friends. Ah, if I knew what to expect!
I accept the invitation – it was a Sunday, four o’clock session – we took a bus and went there, talking about amenities, family things, nothing very important. If I’m not mistaken, we arrived a little late, the session had already started. We sat down towards the end of the projection room, in two seats, in which there was no one around, as the cinema was not full, there were many empty seats.
Well, after about fifteen minutes, without why or why, Carlos put his arm over the back of my chair, lightly touching his right shoulder. I didn’t think anything was too much, and I continued to pay attention to the tape, which was about a bunch of teenagers lost in a forest, with good looking guys and hot girls, like cheerleaders, characters typical of these American films made for the “teen” audience. . As the film went on, my brother began to slowly lower his hand over my breast, very “unintentionally, wanting”. I found it strange, but a feeling of mistrust and fear, but very pleasant, took hold of me. I dared not make a move. Carlos was still staring at the screen, as if nothing was happening. He settled himself a little in the chair and, as if by chance, his hand slid to the nipple of my breast. And slowly began to caress him. I was invaded by a delicious sensation, and half nipples (both, of course!) Swelled. None of us said anything, we pretended that we were paying close attention to what was going on on the screen, and yet… what was going to happen was much better than any slutty movie!
Noting my silence – whoever is silent agrees, don’t they say? – Carlos (did I mention that I thought he was shy?) He went a little further and started to massage my nipple, gently rotating the nipple back and forth. (When I think about it, I start to feel horny …). I was already beginning to feel myself wetting my panties. I made a slight movement with the body, pretending that I was getting better in the chair, to disguise it. Taking advantage of this, Carlos spread his hand over my chest, now without any subtlety. I sighed, it was inevitable.
Noticing my barely concealed embarrassment, my brother guided my left hand over his pants, next to his member, which – I could feel it with a mixture of satisfaction and surprise – was hard. He slid my hand over his dick, over his pants, and I could tell that he was not very long, but thick. At the time of the events, I was already all wet, and I felt my brother’s member pulse between my fingers. He started to move my hand in slow back and forth movements, as if touching a hand. But, I was wanking him! And I was enjoying it, and a lot!
I did not make any movement that was not led by Carlos. He, already more daring (at first, I noticed a certain nervousness), did not hesitate to stick his hand under my shirt, and began to caress my breasts – now both – and I was not always wearing a bra (I don’t know if I mentioned it, but I have not too big breasts). He squeezed my breasts with his right hand, squeezed them, while with his left he unbuttoned his “jeans” fly and tucked my left hand under his underwear. I noticed that he was already a little luscious, and when he made me hold his cock and move it in a series of back and forth movements, from the root to the glans, swollen, throbbing, I could feel that he was about to come!
Then, the inevitable happened. We couldn’t pretend anymore that nothing was happening. Carlos left me wanking him – of course I didn’t take my hand away! – and with his free left hand he tucked it under my skirt, slowly running down my thigh and forcing my way into my pussy, which, by now, I could already feel swollen, and if I know myself well, a little reddish!
Needless to say, at thirteen, I was still a virgin! Well, Carlos started to insert his index finger at the entrance to my crack, without sticking it too deep, otherwise he would untangle me right there (this would happen some time later, but it is another story). Then she also stuck her middle finger in, but always carefully, and began to massage my small lips… I was already completely wet, and I made an involuntary move forward so that it would penetrate my fingers more. What a delight, I can remember, when, one or two minutes after that massage, I came two or three times (it must have been such multiple orgasms), as I never had before when I masturbated in the bathroom.
My brother, with his cock out of his pants, and with my hand caressing him, would come to enjoy it abundantly a few seconds later. I felt that slimy fuck run through my fingers, and wet the cinema carpet…
A few minutes later, already satisfied, and without saying a word, he kissed me with his tongue, tenderly, as if to thank the gift I had given him. But I was delirious, wanting to give myself to him right there, give him everything, lose my gourd with him!
Finally, we left the cinema, coincidentally with the end of the film (to which I had not paid any attention), together with the other spectators, as if nothing had happened.
We don’t exchange a word until we get home, and everyone goes to do something in their room. Nobody knew anything, of course.
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Sacanagem com o meu irmãozinho no cinema

Esse história ocorreu entre eu e meu irmão quando éramos mais novos. Foi um dia indescritível, mas tentarei conter minhas tentações para contar sobre. Sempre que penso nessa história fico molhadinha e começo a me tocar. Hoje sou casada e beiro os meus 40 anos, além de ter um filho. Nunca havia contado a ninguém esta história que ocorrera com meu irmão e eu.
Tinha eu, Luísa (este é o meu verdadeiro nome), cerca de treze para quatorze anos, era uma garota meio acima do peso, meio “gordinha”, como diziam, mas com seios pequenos e uma bunda bem proporcional. Que provocava olhares de meu irmão, como eu já por diversas vezes havia notado, embora não o demonstrasse. Já Carlos, meu maninho, como carinhosamente eu o chamava, era cerca de dois anos mais velho do que eu. Era um rapaz magro, estatura mediana, um pouco tímido – eu assim achava – se comparado aos colegas do colégio. Algumas vezes, quando sentávamos no chão para ouvir música na velha vitrola (lembrem-se de que estou falando de mais de vinte anos atrás), Carlos permanecia com as pernas meio que entreabertas, de modo que eu, lá do meu canto, podia entrever-lhe o pau, aparecendo entre as dobras do “short”. Não sei se ele fazia aquilo de propósito ou não. Além disso, outras vezes, quando eu ia colocar um quadro na parede, por exemplo, Carlos se aproximava por trás, e encostava o seu membro, meio que intumescido (eu sentia…) na minha bunda. Tudo muito delicadamente, muito “por acaso”, se é que me entendem… Eu dava minhas espiadelas de canto de olho, e deixava ele se encostar um pouco, para depois recuar, sem dizer nada.
Pois bem (e o leitor já deve estar meio que impaciente querendo saber o que motivou este relato). Certo dia, Carlos convidou-me para ir ver um filme num cinema de um bairro vizinho, pois onde morávamos não havia nem cinema, nem tampouco barzinhos. Achei o convite um tanto ou quanto inusual, pois raras vezes havíamos ido juntos ao cinema, e mesmo assim com amigos comuns. Ah, se eu soubesse o que me esperava!
Aceito o convite – era um domingo, sessão das quatro – pegamos um ônibus e lá fomos, conversando amenidades, coisas da família, nada de muito importante. Se eu não me engano, chegamos um pouco atrasados, a sessão já havia começado. Sentamo-nos mais para o fim da sala de projeção, em duas poltronas, em que não havia ninguém por perto, pois o cinema não estava cheio, havia muitos lugares vazios.
Bem, decorridos uns quinze minutos, sem quê nem porquê, Carlos passou o braço por sobre o espaldar da minha poltrona, encostando ligeiramente a mão em meu ombro direito. Não achei nada demais, e continuei a prestar atenção à fita, que era sobre um bando de adolescentes perdidos numa floresta, com uns caras bem apessoados e garotas gostosas, tipo líderes de torcida, personagens típicas desses filmes americanos feitos para o público “teen”. Enquanto o filme prosseguia, meu irmão começou a descer lentamente a mão sobre meu seio, muito “sem querer, querendo”. Estranhei, mas uma sensação meio de desconfiança e medo, mas muito prazerosa, foi-se apossando de mim. Eu não ousava fazer nenhum movimento. Carlos continuava olhando fixamente para a tela, como se nada estivesse acontecendo. Acomodou-se um pouco na poltrona e, como se fosse por acaso, sua mão deslizou para o bico do meu seio. E começou lentamente a acariciá-lo. Eu fui invadida por uma gostosa sensação, e meios bicos dos peitos (os dois, é claro!) intumesceram-se. Nenhum de nós dizia nada, fingíamos que estávamos prestando muita atenção ao que se passava na tela, e no entanto… o que iria acontecer era muito melhor do que qualquer filme de sacanagem!
Notando meu silêncio – quem cala consente, não dizem? – Carlos (já falei que eu o achava tímido?) avançou mais um pouco e começou a massagear meu bico de seio, rodando o mamilo com leveza para lá e para cá. (Quando penso nisso, começo a sentir tesão…). Eu já começava a me sentir molhando minha calcinha. Fiz um leve movimento com o corpo, fingindo que estava me ajeitando melhor na poltrona, para disfarçar. Aproveitando-se disso, Carlos espalmou a mão sobre meu peito, agora sem nenhuma sutileza. Dei um suspiro, foi inevitável.
Notando meu constrangimento mal disfarçado, meu irmão guiou minha mão esquerda para cima de sua calça, próxima de seu membro, que – pude sentir com um misto de satisfação e surpresa – estava duro. Fez escorregar minha mão por sobre o seu pau, por cima da calça, e eu pude avaliar que ele era pouco comprido, mas grosso. Nessa altura dos acontecimentos, já estava toda molhada, e sentia o membro do meu irmão pulsar entre meus dedos. Ele começou a mover minha mão em movimentos lentos de vaivém, como se tocasse uma punheta. Mas, eu estava tocando uma punheta nele! E estava gostando, e muito!
Eu não fazia qualquer movimento que não fosse conduzido por Carlos. Ele, já mais afoito (a princípio, notei-lhe um certo nervosismo), não vacilou em enfiar a mão por debaixo da minha blusa, e começou a acariciar meus peitos – agora os dois – e eu como sempre não estava usando sutiã (não sei se já falei, mas tenho os seios não muito grandes). Ele apertava meus peitos com a mão direita, espremia-os, enquanto com a esquerda desabotoava a braguilha do “jeans” e enfiava minha mão esquerda debaixo de sua cueca. Notei que ele já estava meio melado, e quando ele me fez segurar seu pau e percorrê-lo com movimentos seguidos de vaivém, da raiz até a glande, intumescida, palpitante, podia sentir que ele estava a ponto de gozar!
Então, o inevitável aconteceu. Não podíamos fingir mais que nada estava acontecendo. Carlos deixou-me batendo uma punheta nele – é claro que eu não retirei a mão! – e com a sua mão esquerda livre enfiou-a debaixo da minha saia, percorrendo lentamente a minha coxa e forçando a entrada para a minha boceta, que, a esta altura, eu já podia senti-la inchada, e se bem me conheço, meio avermelhada!
Não é necessário dizer que, aos treze anos, eu ainda era virgem! Pois bem, Carlos começou a introduzir o dedo indicador na entrada da minha racha, sem enfiá-lo muito fundo, pois senão ele me desvirginaria ali mesmo (isso viria a acontecer algum tempo depois, mas já é uma outra história). Em seguida, enfiou também o dedo médio, mas sempre cuidadosamente, e começou a massagear os meus pequenos lábios… Eu já estava completamente molhada, e fiz, involuntariamente, um movimento para a frente, a fim de que ele penetrasse mais os dedos. Que delícia, ml posso me lembrar, quando, um ou dois minutos depois dessa massagem, gozei duas ou três vezes (deviam ser os tais orgasmos múltiplos), como nunca antes havia gozado quando me masturbava no banheiro.
Meu irmão, com o pau para fora das calças, e com minha mão a cariciá-lo, viria a gozar abundantemente poucos segundos depois. Senti aquela porra viscosa escorrer pelos meus dedos, e molhar o tapete do cinema…
Alguns minutos depois, já saciados, e sem dizer uma palavra, ele me beijou de língua, ternamente, como que para agradecer o presente que eu lhe havia proporcionado. Mas eu que estava delirante, com vontade de dar-me ali mesmo para ele, dar-lhe tudo, perder o cabaço com ele!
Finalmente, saímos do cinema, coincidentemente com o final do filme (ao qual eu não prestara a mínima atenção), junto com os outros espectadores, como se nada tivesse acontecido.
Não trocamos palavra até chegarmos em casa, e cada um ir fazer alguma coisa em seu quarto. Ninguém soube de nada, é claro.
Em outras ocasiões, voltaríamos a fazer novas “travessuras”, que eu contarei nos próximos relatos. Do episódio no cinema, nunca falamos. Apenas ficaram como testemunhas as manchas de esperma no tapete vermelho…

Slutty with My Neighbor

I was on vacation and woke up early. I decided to take a run. I put on a micro short and a top. I took the elevator. And when he was on the fifth floor, the elevator stopped. And the most beautiful man I have ever seen came in. He was wearing a suit and a folder in his hand, and a cell phone over his ear. He didn’t even notice me in the elevator. When the elevator stopped I went out and he bumped me and I fell on all fours on the floor. I have already felt two strong and agile hands holding my waist…
-Sorry I didn’t see her …
I stood up and looked at him. He gave a perfect smile.
-Did you get hurt? (He said worriedly…)
-Just a scratch on the leg …
When I looked at my leg that trickling blood. And I felt dizzy and passed out.
-Hey, girl wake up!
I opened my eyes slowly and was in an unknown place. I was startled and soon the boy appeared in front of me.
-I brought you to my apartment to make a dressing.
-Okay … I have to go running …
When I got up from the couch, my leg burned.
-Wow how it hurts …
-It’s normal because I used an antiseptic … It will be fine soon, not that you are not.
-KKKK was that a teaser?
-Who knows, pleasure Lucas …

  • It’s all mine, Danne. And did you have a meeting or something like that in a suit?
    -I had more canceled when I dropped you.
    -Hmm, do you live in this building?
    -Moro, but I hardly stay at home … Busy life you know?
    -I don’t know, I’m only 16, I don’t have a busy life …
    -I thought I was about 18 … For the big body healed …
    -I love exercises … mallet.
    -Hum, if you want to know I’m 29 years old.
    -Hmm interesting.
    That beautiful man in front of me in just his sweatpants with a cup of hot chocolate. Looking at me like I’m a tasty fruit.
    -I made it for you … I hope you like hot chocolate is my specialty.
    We started to talk. He told me that he was the manager of a large multinational, that lived in meetings and cocktails …
    And I said I was in the second year of high school, that I lived with my father who is always working, and that my life had no adventure.
    -Do you want a Danne adventure?
    -It depends on what it is….
    He came closer to my face and kissed my lips. And went for the neck that was my weak point. I wasn’t too strong to resist … So I let him take care of me.
    -Danne… I had seen you before, when you left for school early in the morning in that uniform… that miniskirt with the long boots, the hair in a loose knot and the blouse showing the navel piercing, I wish you very girl …
    -Wow …
    He took off my top and picked me up. I felt my breasts touching his skin, and my body shivered. He pulled my shorts down and threw me on the couch. Fell mouth biting and sucking my pussy. It was already delivered. He made me delirious like never before. We did a perfect 69, I sucked it so much that it came in my mouth. Then he put me on the kitchen counter and stuck that huge stick in me. I screamed at the fire I felt. And blood ran down my legs …
    -Danne, were you still a virgin?
    -Yes, but I was ashamed to speak …
    He looked into my eyes and kissed me passionately.
    -Danne, I’m sorry …
    I pulled him on top of me… and said:
    -Teach me everything, I want to learn from you… Come on, you won’t let me suck you right Lucas?
    He winked at me and started to slow down… And I liked the feeling. I soon felt myself in the clouds and came for the first time. He started getting stronger and I was enjoying it. Soon I was asking for more and more …
    Fuck me, fuck, this is very good … FUCK ME!
    -Are you losing your shame? Naughty…
    He gave me every stick that tears tears from my eyes. When he felt like he was going to come, he put me on his knee and came on my titties. And we went to the hydro there, yes it was awesome, with the wet stick he got in a lot more I cried in pain. Even being cautious, he tore me up inside… We had sex all morning. And it was wonderful. We took some pictures and had a lot of fun. He made lunch and after that we took a nap. When we wake up we have sex again… Now it’s like this every Wednesday, Friday and Sunday I go to his apartment… For him to teach me everything… Beard, Hair and Mustache and he is very good at what he does.

Sacanagem com o Meu Vizinho

Estava de férias e acordei cedo. Resolvi dar uma corrida. Botei um micro short e um top. Peguei o elevador. E quando estava no quinto andar o elevador parou. E entrou o homem mais lindo que eu já vi. Ele estava de terno e com uma pasta na mão, e celular na orelha. Ele nem notou minha presença no elevador. Quando o elevador parou eu fui sair e ele deu um esbarrão em mim e eu cai de quatro no chão. Já senti duas mãos fortes e ágeis segurando a minha cintura…
-Desculpe-me eu não a vi…
Eu me levantei e olhei para ele. Ele deu um sorriso perfeito.
-Você se machucou? (Disse ele preocupado…)

-Só um arranhão na perna…

Quando olhei para a minha perna aquele fio de sangue escorrendo. E me senti tonta e desmaiei.

-Ei, moça acorde!


Abri os olhos lentamente e estava em um lugar desconhecido. Me assustei e logo o moço apareceu em minha frente.

-Eu te trouxe para o meu apartamento, para fazer um curativo.

-Tudo bem…Tenho que ir correr…

Quando fui me levantar do sofá minha perna ardeu.

-Nossa como está doendo…

-É normal pois passei um antisséptico… Logo vai estar boa, não que você não seja.

-KKKK isso foi uma cantada?

-Quem sabe, prazer Lucas…

-Prazer é todo meu, Danne. E você tinha uma reunião ou algo assim que estava de terno?

-Eu tinha mais cancelei, quando te derrubei.

-Huum, você mora nesse prédio?

-Moro, mas quase não fico em casa…Vida agitada sabe?

-Não sei, tenho só 16 anos não tenho a vida agitada…

-Achei que tinha uns 18… Pelo corpão sarado…

-Adoro exercícios… Malho batante.

-Hum, caso queira saber tenho 29 anos.

-Huum interessante.

Aquele homem lindo na minha frente só de calça de moletão com uma xicará de chocolate quente. Me olhando como se eu fosse um fruta saborosa.

-Eu fiz pra você… Espero que goste chocolate quente é a minha especialidade.


Começamos a conversar. Ele me disse que era gerente de uma grande multinacional, que vivia em reuniões e coquetéis…

E eu disse que estava no segundo ano do ensino médio, que morava com o meu pai que vive trabalhando, e que minha vida não tinha aventura.

-Você quer uma aventura Danne?

-Depende do que for….

Ele foi se aproximando do meu rosto e beijou meus lábios. E partiu para o pescoço que era o meu ponto fraco. Eu não era muito forte para resistir… Então deixei que ele tomasse conta de mim.

-Danne… Eu já havia te visto outras vezes, quando você sai de manhã cedo para escola com aquele uniforme… aquela minissaia com a bota de cano longo os cabelos desleixados em um nó solto e a blusinha mostrando o piercing no umbigo, eu te desejo muito menina…


Ele tirou o meu top e me pegou no colo. Senti os meus seios encostando na pele dele, e meu corpo se arrepiou inteiro. Puxou o meu shortinho para baixo e me jogou no sofá. Caiu de boca mordendo e chupando a minha bucetinha. Já estava entregue. Ele me fez delirar como nunca. Fizemos um 69 perfeito, chupei tanto ele que ele gozou na minha boca. Depois me colocou sobre a bancada da cozinha e me enfiou aquele pau enorme em mim. Gritei com o ardou que senti. E o sangue escorreu pelas minhas pernas…

-Danne tu era virgem ainda?

-Era, mas tinha vergonha de falar…

Ele olhou nos meus olhos e me beijou com paixão.

-Danne, me desculpe…

Eu o puxei para cima de mim… E disse:

-Me ensine tudo, eu quero aprender com você… Venha continue não vai me deixar chupando dedo né Lucas?

Ele me deu um piscadinha e começou a meter mais lentamente… E fui gostando da sensação. Logo me senti nas nuvéns e gozei pela primeira vez. Ele começou a meter mais forte e fui gostando. Logo estava pedindo mais e mais…

-Me fode, caralho, isso é muito bom… FODA-ME!

-Ta perdendo a vergonha? Safadinha…

Ele me dava cada metida que saia lágrimas dos meus olhos. Quando ele sentiu que ia gozar me botou de joelho e gozou nos meus peitinhos. E fomos para a hidro lá sim foi foda, com o pau molhado ele entrava muito mais eu chorei de dor. Ele mesmo sendo cauteloso me rasgava por dentro… Ficamos transando a manhã inteira. E foi maravilho. Tiramos algumas fotos e nos divertimos muito. Ele fez o almoço e depois disso tiramos um soninho. Quando acordamos transamos de novo…Agora é assim toda quarta e sexta e domingo vou pro apartamento dele… Para ele me ensinar tudinho… Barba, Cabelo e Bigode  e ele é muito bom no que faz.

Giving a delicious quickie in the elevator

I lost my virginity to my first boyfriend. He was my age (18) and was not very experienced. And that had a spectacular side, we were determined to do everything and everywhere together.
One time we went to my cousins’ building, where we would later go to the beach. This building is old, from the 1970s. Among the characteristics of its time, there was the elevator, which stopped between floors and had an emergency button on the panel.
Sex in the elevator was something that was at the beginning of our “check list”, because it is difficult to do without being interrupted and because of the adrenaline for the possibility of being surprised.
We went to the beach with my cousins, we enjoyed the sun, the sea, the food and the chat. The day passed and I was already devising an excuse to return earlier than the others.
As I wanted to surprise him, I didn’t agree with him, which made the lie much more complex.
I said that the sun was leaving me with a migraine and that I needed to get out of there (in fact I have very strong migraines), which convinced everyone.
He was very careful with me, gave me his sunglasses and we were walking to the building. Until we got into the elevator, he had his hand on his temple, making a face of pain.
I pressed the button on the fifth floor and waited in agony for that door to close just before someone else came.
The elevator started to rise and when I saw that it was between two floors, I pressed the emergency button.
He looked at me with a frightened face, because he didn’t understand why I had done that and how my expression had changed so quickly.
Instead of a look of pain, she looked at him with malice. I think he only understood what I was up to when I approached him and gave him an intense kiss.
In that he already started to take off my bikini, while I lowered his swim trunks. I kissed his entire body, from top to bottom, until I was on my knees.
I wanked that dick in my mouth and heard him moan with lust. It always excited me to feel a stick growing, hardening and pulsing in my mouth.
When I felt it the way I wanted it, I got up and bent toward the elevator door.
He got the message right away. I immediately felt the head of his cock in my pussy.
I was dying to feel it all inside me and the bastard was teasing me. He leaned his head against my clitoris and kept wanking.
It made me more and more crazy with desire. I hit him and the provocation didn’t end.
I didn’t control myself and with an impulse in my arms, I pushed my body against his.
I felt him enter me all at once.
In retaliation for my initiative, he grabbed me by the hip and was getting stronger and stronger.
He moaned madly. If anyone was waiting for the elevator on any floor, they knew exactly why it was stopped.
With each lunge he gave me, I felt him deeper and arched my body more and more. When he saw me all reared up, he kept on getting strong and now he played with my ass.
I felt his finger, luscious from his saliva, go around and squeeze my ass. It drove them both crazy. We can’t take much and enjoy together.
This quickie was so intense that my legs were shaking. I got up, got dressed and he did the same.
I took a deep breath and hit the emergency button again. When we saw the elevator go up, we looked at each other and laughed in satisfaction.
We entered the apartment and immediately went to take a shower. In less than 5 minutes my cousins ​​arrived and asked for me.

  • she’s in the bath.
  • Still?
  • You know when she has a migraine, she takes a bath for an hour, right?
    I got out of the shower with a happy face and nobody understood anything. I had completely forgotten about the lie!
  • Wow, that bath did you good huh?
  • It was, all I needed was to be under water.
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