I'm not allowed to cum, but there's no rule against masturbating! An especially agonizing solo edging session - I get to the very brink THREE times, then pull my hands away so all I can do is writhe and suffer! Starting out slow and gentle, I play with my nipples until I can't take it anymore... which doesn't take long at all considering I was already quite wound up before recording. After only a couple of minutes I reach down to rub my clit, sighing and moaning in pleasure... until I realize I'm not allowed to cum. I still do my best to make myself feel good, spitting on my fingers and rubbing until my eyes roll back. When I get closer and closer I start to wince and grimace, knowing what's cumming... not me... but I can't stop touching anyway, frowning and pouting and humping my hips against my wet fingers... Instead of saying "I'm cumming", I say "I'm not gonna cum" and "I'm not cumming"... keeping eye contact with the camera even though I know my desperate face is embarrassing. Each time I have to pull my hands up, I whimper deeply and convulse with need. After the first edge you can see my brain start to turn off, and I only give myself a little time to stop shaking before going right back in again, and the second time around you can hear just how wet my pussy got. The second edge is so intense I try not to cry from the frustration - so naturally, I go in for a third. By this time I'm totally brainless. I'm almost totally silent, lost in my clit, until I pull my hands away one last time, and after some silent convulsing and grinding I really do start sobbing a little. Pretty obedient, huh? :)