A miraculous rescue from lake Wannaseesomedick.

His face the color of a ripe strawberry, his dick springing to life before an ocean of gawking women, and his wrists bound to ensure there was no way to save himself the humiliation, poor Eliot was at a complete loss. He was honestly on the verge of breaking down from how humiliating his day had become, but just as his embarrassment reached its fever pitch the hatch in the side of the reservoir opened before protocol.

Eliot’s mortified grimace became a smile at the notion of freedom until the reverse-suction feature literally shot him away from the lecherous crowds.However, and much to the ladies’ delight, every reporter, ranger, and rival native American scientist got one last clear view of Dr.Browning’s throbbing cock as he flew towards the shore.

He landed in soft loam near the eastern dock, and tore off into the wood to hide his wood. He took a quick pace toward the truck they’d all taken out, and found that Rosalind was evidently already awaiting him behind the tree line, for the bespectacled girl had already prepared a fresh towel for the poor doctor. “Oh thank heavens, Rosalind you beautiful Deus ex Machina! Just hand me the towel… Ros, uh, the towel please…”

One problem for the hapless doctor. That was a ‘garment’ she didn’t want to give Eliot until she’d had her fill of watching his cock shrink back down to its flaccid state.

“Nuh-uh, Dr.Browning. I can’t risk you, uhh…” her tongue lolled out of her mouth for a moment as Rosalind gathered her thoughts. “Contaminating the towel. Not until you’re soft again~”

“Oh my seven Hells, Rosalind! If you’re not going to give me it, at least untie my hands!“ the hunk whined as his assistant gobbled up the view of his penis wilting.

“Hey, it’s not like anybody can see your dick anymore.”

“You can!” He shouted with a crimson tint painted vibrant across his cheeks; his ‘assistant’ hadn’t actually let her gaze wander above his abs for this entire encounter. Her eyes just kept flitting between his penis and his obliques as the guy squirmed.

As she tied the admittedly tiny piece of fabric around the hunky doctor’s muscular waist, Rosalind remembered to give his ass a quick grab. Looking down, there wouldn’t have been a way to get the towel around him with an erection, but he wasn’t about to give the spectacled lech the satisfaction.

“Thank you for getting me out of there. I honestly thought I might’ve died of shame!”

“Huh? I didn’t get you out, you escaped on your own.”