Still, all that night and the next day you found yourself boiling over with desire. You just couldn't shake the memory of being inside her. The tight warmth of her young flesh clung to your mind through a haze. Over the course of a sleepless night you returned to her room again and again, watching her soft breathing in the moonlight. You didn't want to wake her on a school night, didn't want to let her see the desperate state you were in. So instead you simply masturbated, time and again. Splashing a few more spurts of glistening liquid onto her sleeping form then returning to bed... Only to get...