Stacy leans into the kiss, her own hands curling around you. God, she felt so good to touch. And she had her hands all over you!
In the mess of emotions and passion, you aren't sure how much time passes. Eventually, Stacy pulls away, a bit of a blush on her cheeks as she eyes your form.
"Sorry about how I- the old me- hurt you. That wasn't right." She seems to know who she used to be, but she didn't seem to care. That was good. No drama.
You got a shiver as her finger trailed down your chest. Her mouth opened once more, and it took a moment for you to process the words. Even more interesting to you, was the way she said them. It said volumes about this new woman.
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