Tropical vacation with a teenage girl

My ex left me for her loser fiancée just a few days before our wedding. In the chaos that ensued her parents forgot to cancel the honeymoon we had booked at an all inclusive in Mexico. The rooms and flights were non-refundable rates so I went by myself. My days consisted of basically pigging out at the restaurants, swimming in the huge pools, sipping tropical drinks, and getting drunk at the shows. Sometimes I'd walk on the beach taking in the scenery and clearing my head. A few days later at the pool I noticed an absolutely stunning teenage girl by herself just staring into her phone. Brown hair, volleyball build, big round **, ripe as a peach. The next day she was in front of me in line for food so I struck up a little small talk. She smiled a lot, twirled her hair with her fingers and was a little fidgety. I could tell she liked me. The next morning I put my stuff next to hers by the pool and we ended up talking some more after breakfast. She explained that her dad was here on business and had to entertain clients. This meant he was essentially gone for a large part of the day while she was by herself. I told her my story and she was definitely sympathetic to my situation. I loved talking to her almost as much as I enjoyed looking at her. Over the next few days we bumped into each other occasionally and she pretended to ignore me when her dad was around. We'd always sit next to each other at the pool though and met up for lunch at one of the restaurants. She joked that she was gonna tell her dad she was having a date with "this hot older guy" There was an undeniable tension between us and after that remark I realized she wanted me to make a move. We were talking about stuff we wanted to do at the resort and mentioned that she didn't meet the age requirement to go to the spa for a massage. I invited her to my suite for a free one after lunch. My heart was beating out of my chest waiting for her to knock on my door and finally she did. We were both clearly nervous but I put on some music and turned off the lights. I didn't waste any time helping her slide out of her bikini. I oiled her up with lotion and rubbed her back, shoulders, lower back all while trying not to stare or seem weird. By the time I got to her legs and feet she stopped talking. I squirted some lotion on each of her ** cheeks and squeezed and rubbed away. She was now moaning and began to separate her legs. I was so hard it was ridiculous. She had the sexiest pink **, I got to see it up close when I squeezed her ** cheeks apart and the way her toes squirmed was such a turn-on. Her body was so soft, it was perfection. Smallish ** but shapely. Eventually she turned over and pulled me on top of her. I slid off my trunks as she squeezed my **, a little too hard but I still liked it. As hot as she was she was clearly inexperienced and that turned me on. We were making out and rubbing each other but she stopped me before we got too far before telling me she was a virgin. She explained that she still wanted "to do stuff" but wanted to wait for marriage for **. While this was certainly disappointing at the time I respected it and we ended up showering together instead. The next day we followed the same routine. Breakfast, the pool, then back to my room for play time, lunch at one of the restaurants, back to my room, then to the beach or something. She let me go down on her but didn't want to do the same to me. She liked it when I came on her ** or ** though. On our 2nd to last day she laid on her stomach and let me slide it between her ** cheeks. With a bit of lotion It felt almost like we were having **. After I came she told me confessed that It went inside her a couple of times. We made plans to have juicy, sweaty, ** the next day but she ended up getting her period and her dad was around the entire last day. I only saw her briefly in the cafeteria and didn't get to say goodbye. We never exchanged contact information and I only have a couple of pictures to remember her by. There could've been no future between a grown man and a teenager. That was years ago but I still think about her all the time. I've dated a few women since then but nothing that's panned out. I'm worried that this episode in Mexico may have been the high water line of my sexual experience and that nothing else will be able to satisfy my appetite. I've whacked off so many times reminiscing about those 5 days together.