Abigail Mac - An Adult Time Compilation

She pins the other girl to the mattress, cunt to cunt, grinding until both of them shake. Back arched, mouth open, she swallows fingers and spits them out wetter. In the locker room, she peels a soaked swimsuit down tan thighs and buries her tongue between the instructor’s legs before anyone finishes changing. Her palm grips the back of a stranger’s neck in a bar bathroom, tongue fucking her against cold tile until the new girl’s knees buckle. On the hood of a car she spreads and rides two fingers while someone’s phone records the wet sounds. The camera holds tight on her face when she finally comes—teeth sunk into her own lip, eyes glassy. In a couples’ retreat she squats over another woman’s mouth, dripping, then drops to taste herself on borrowed lips. She oils up on a massage table, legs wide, and guides her client’s hand deeper until she’s pulsing around three knuckles. She pulls a younger student across her lap, panties snapped aside, tongue working the tight hole until the girl sobs. On a king-size bed with black sheets she fucks another wife slow, deliberate, then faster, until the headboard slams and someone’s mascara runs. Her strap sinks in and pulls out shiny; she watches it disappear and smiles. Every time she finishes, she licks her fingers clean like she might still be hungry.