Not out of the woods yet

You still had to get home, but now your pants were soaked in your own juices and your cunt was even more sore. You were also embarassed by today's events thus far. Yet, that was the best orgasm you've ever had! You craved more and didn't care who saw, everyone already knew by now anyway. You looked around desperately for something else to bust your own cunt with. You saw a neighborhood bully, a crowbar laying in an alley for some reason, more railings, and a ladder. Which do you choose?