I would rlly rlly desperately love hate if he edged me for hours slowly teasing me and rewiring my brain until all I can think about is how bad I need to cumAnd when I scream, moan, cry, and beg him for more to stop, he just smiles and says, “Awe poor little desperate girl… do you need something? If you ask nicely I’ll give you what you want.” But he’s been edging me for hours… my whole body is shaking, trying to gain friction by grinding against nothing and he knows I can no longer do anythi...