Maserati and her 36H glands are trying to get a good night’s sleep when suddenly burglar Ian Scott (disguised by a black stocking over his face) slips into her bedroom and starts going through her jewels. Maserati fortunately wakes up in time, and realizes that she has a built-in defensive weapon in her rack! She takes her heavy hooters out of her lacy industrial strength boulder-holder and stuns Ian by coming up from behind and smacking her jugs across his noggin. He slumps onto the bed, and after chewing him out and giving him the finger, she realizes that he might have some other uses. Lifting up the nylon stocking from his face, she feeds him her…
