No. Somebody opens the closet door.

I fingered my tight hole as fast as I could manage. I was so close now I could feel my eyes roll into the back of my skull. My back was still arched high when somebody opened the closet door. The intensely pressing pleasure combined with the surprise of being found proved to be too much for me. My hole clamped down hard on the fingers, it felt as if my entire body was contracting violently, and a shock wave of ecstasy with the **** of an avalanche.

The young soldier had opened the door to my closet just in time to witness my first orgasm. He looked on with wide eyes and mouth hanging open as I screamed my delight into my hand, and my tiny sopping wet hole exploded with my juices. I sprayed the closet wall with my warm juice all the way up to the closet roof. The stream of girl cum went on for several long seconds, spraying everywhere as I twitched and flopped around uncontrollably inside the closet. By the end of it I was completely drenched in my own juices. My breasts were heaving up and down, quivering is I lay shaking on the floor. I could feel my tiny hole opening and closing like the mouth of a fish caught on land, gasping for water.