Though she did her best not to give the impression, he wasn't going to hold onto it. One hand twisted at her nipple as she dropped down, the cold metal wall pushing at her back and the similarly cool floor pushing against her knees. One hand caught her shoulder and angled her backward, making sure her chest jutted further out. Yet another pulled her head forward, and a third still reached to stroke over the top of her tit, though only til he realised that having to bend in order to reach it pulled his crotch away from her.<br/><br/>One by one they were pulling their meats out, and letting their half-erect members fall out, to tempt and taunt the needy, hormonal girl.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>