As the men found their baring, they stood in a line. Their hard on standing out. Tanya dropped to her knees, drew back her left fist. 'Meet my left hook boys it makes 'em cum every time.'
'No pleaseeee...' yelled the first guard.
Too late. Tanya struck him hard, fast moving down the line.
The second guard said 'What the...' WHACK!
Tanya's fist connected.
Finally the third guard 'I don't wanna...' BANG! It was one clean sweep with her left hook against three men's pride. They stood silent.