Abigail, the temptress, is alone but not lonely. She's in her element, her body craving touch, craving release. She starts slow, her fingers exploring, caressing, her touch feather-light, then firm. She spreads her legs wider, her fingers delving deeper, finding that sweet spot that makes her gasp. Her dildo, a smooth, hard tool, joins the fun, sliding in and out, filling her, stretching her, as she rides it, her body writhing with pleasure.