A rescue.

Denise towers over you like a skyscraper, and nearly has to kneel to grab your immaculately hairless, rock-hard penis. You squirm around, fecklessly trying to free yourself from the vice grip the sexy 6 foot tall girls on either side of you have on your arms.

The utterly giant woman who stands eleven inches taller than you whispers into your flushed ear, "God are you sexy, this is for earlier you little tease." before she begins to launch a salvo of kisses on your neck, chest, and face, while stroking your dick in a rhythmic back and forth motion. Your breathing speeds up from the pleasurable sensation in spite of your fear and humiliation, and the sounds of a dozen camera shutters are snapping rapidly all around you.

But every one of the horny basketball girls assailing you stops everything when they hear an ear-splitting scream from the other side of the lot,

"Hands off my boyfriend!!"

Your heart lifts as you see brawny, buxom Dana stomp over toward your captors and tormentors, a motorized hook winch in one hand and the other balled up in a fist, wearing a scowl that could peel the paint off of a house. As she approaches the crowd, your tallest assailant lets go of your hard, shaved cock and the strong women flanking you lose their grip on your hands.

Dana sees you standing there, naked and shivering, pressed up against her car's door with at least twelve phone cameras pointed at your scared, humiliated, and helpless self.

Using only her free hand, she yanks Denise down by the collar of her blouse, bringing the two of them face to face, and says to her in the harshest tone you've ever heard, "Just what in the hell do you think you're doing."

The beautiful basketball player can only gulp in response, scared witless.

"Wrong answer."

In a single, swift motion Dana brings the six foot six woman prone on the ground and rakes the hook in her off-hand through all the clothing that covered her tall, sultry frame.

But Dana had big plans for what to do with your tormentor...