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Abby's cheeks flushed with a rosy hue as she nodded, her heart racing with anticipation. "Yes, please," she replied softly.

As Remo stepped closer, his touch was light and tender as he unfastened the delicate zipper at the back of her dress. Abby closed her eyes, her senses tingling at the sensation of his fingers brushing against her skin.

The air crackled with an electric energy as Remo's hands traced the curve of her back, his touch sending shivers down her spine. Abby's heart raced with anticipation as she felt the warmth of his breath against her neck, his proximity igniting a fire within her.

In that moment, time seemed to stand still as Remo's hands worked their magic, his touch sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body. With each gentle caress, Abby felt herself surrendering to the intoxicating sensation of desire.