I think my brain has officially been broken, not that I mind at all; I know that’s how I should be.   From yesterday spending every hour edging three times at first, I thought that’s easy and no problem; it will be fun. My famous last words: the first few hours were good, and I enjoyed the thrill of doing it, but once I was five hours in, I was starting to regret my decision. All I could think about was how much my pussy was aching and throbbing.

Fast forward to the end of the day, and all I can say is I’m glad I was wearing dark jeans because with every movement every time I clenched my thighs together, just the more my pussy got soaked.

I don’t think I’ve ever been so horny in my life and someway somehow I managed not to cum throughout torturing my pussy all day.I just need to keep repeating “Good girls don’t cum.”😵‍💫💗

And oops I’m up past my bedtime 😜 but my pussy needed attention I think that’s a solid excuse.