Yuki gets "sacked."

Had Yuki been in a calmer, more reasonable state of mind, she'd likely have realized that trying to tackle her way through a group of football players wouldn't work out. While her soaking wet skin did make it harder for hands to keep a solid grip on her, all this meant was that she slipped from one set of hands to another, each one helping itself to a feel of her enticing body. Worse still, her slip from earlier wasn't the last time her wet feet would betray her. Somewhere between a hand squeezing one of her breasts and another sliding up her leg before sliding back to her rear end after reaching the apex, Yuki's legs went out from under her.

Acting on instinct, Yuki grabbed for something to break her fall, and her fingers slipped around elastic. Her knees hit the floor, and Yuki quickly tried to get back to her feet, lurching forward as she did. Her progress was immediately stopped as she felt her face press into something soft, warm, and hairy obscuring her vision. She hadn't ever even seen a naked guy in person before, but she knew enough to know what was pressed against her eyes. Yuki was panicking, and jerked backwards, feeling fresh air against her face before she started falling backwards. Once again instinct took over, though it didn't stop Yuki's back from hitting the floor. She had managed to grab something, however.

Staring up, surrounded by a forest of legs, Yuki saw her hand wrapped around a hard, warm, throbbing cock.

"I..." Yuki stammered out.