Wait for the ideal moment to strike

Seeing no way to escape with both of the giants in the cave with you, you decide it would be best to wait until you see a good moment to strike. The giant fondling you is severely restricting your movement and in your current situation there is no way you could avoid both of them. You continue to feign sleep as the giant feels up your body. His rough hands are outside your shirt but the thinness of the material does nothing to protect you from his grasp. The massive being grunts in approval as he pulls on your shirt. It rips slightly under his intensely strong grasp but pulls loose without fully being shredded.

You feel the cold wind of the outside weather blow over your now exposed tits and you feel them harden. Through your barely open eyelids you can see an ugly grin cover the face of the giant. You inwardly grimace, the thought of this monster touching your body makes you want to vomit. The other giant is still just sitting there watching at the entrance to the cave. Still no way out. While you were distracted, the other giant, who you decide is named "Bastard", has pulled out his insanely long member from his ratty clothing. It looks absolutely massive! You didn't even know a dick could get that big. It looks like its at least as long as your forearm and about as thick. Surely he doesn't think he can get that inside of me right?

Your question is answered in haste as the giant leans forward, dick aimed directly at your mouth. Out of the corner of your eye, you spot the other giant step outside, probably waiting for his friend to be done with you.