I was all revved up, staring at her tight little pussy, and I couldn't hold back. The sight of her wetness made me explode, right then and there. But that wasn't even the main event. She was about to start her show, and I knew it would be a wild ride. This wasn't just any girl; she was a squirting machine, ready to shoot her juices high into the air. And oh, what a sight it was! Her first time, yet she handled it like a pro. The water-based lube helped, but it was her natural lubrication that really made it slippery and smooth. The sound of her wetness echoed through the room as she rode the machine, her body convulsing with each powerful squirt. It was a spectacle to behold, a testament to the power of youth and desire. And all the while, I sat there, still hard, still aroused, still yearning for more.