” As Ken turned and headed off to grab a bite to eat. Connie offered him this advice. “Take your time Ken, it may be a busy night and you’ll wan...t that full 60 minutes away.” Ken looked over his shoulder and said, “Okay guys I got the message. I’ll see you in any hour.” Connie offered to get me a cup of coffee or an ice tea but I declined her offer. She slid past me and walked over to sit in one of the customer chairs near the sales counter. Crossing her sexy legs seductively she smiled at me.. Usually, I would come in to face one batter and then, bye-bye. A couple of times, when we were winning big or losing big, Paul would leave me in for an inning, or even two, but more typically, it was Slay the Left-Handed Monster-Hitter and then go back into my cage.Fortunately, far more often than not, I was getting it done. Paul Warren clearly trusted me to accomplish the limited task I was in there to do. The more frequently I was successful, the greater his trust in me would become.I was. While Charles licked and sucked me closer to orgasm I became aware of Rocky's hands on my body, feeling my ass and caressing my breast. Then his words brought the reality of this act to the forefront of my mind’s eye. “That's a nice cuckold Charles, clean all that cum out of her. Make her pussy clean again.”Rocky's words sent a chill up and down my sweaty spine. Hell fire, I just wanted to cum. I'd not thought of being cleaned, cuckolding or anything else, I just selfishly wanted my denied. Maybe two strokes after Rosalind’s orgasm started, mine hit me like a ton of bricks and I creamed my balls out into the condom. The next day Rosalind said she was a little sore in the morning and truth to tell I needed some recuperation time myself so we had a nice breakfast and headed off to Mystic Seaport. Essentially the place is a town that is a maritime museum with some five hundred old boats of all types, Bark’s, whaling vessels and so on. The buildings are recreations and the entire.