We enjoyed snuggling for a few minutes before getting up, my arm around her, cupping a nice full breast over her sleepshirt. She could probably feel m... morning semi pressing between her butt cheeks as I stretched languorously. But nature called and we both headed out eventually, grabbing coffee and enjoying the early morning air out on the porch.In between our conversation I wondered about the prospects. She didn’t particularly emphasise still feeling queasy but knowing her well enough, it was. These men were all masturbating together and load and load of thick, frothy white cum covered the glass. What more could follow this? But, I knew The Voice, always had many unusual ideas of his own and he spoke suddenly, “Back into the corner by the mirror”. And as I crawled toward the back, the glass front panel rotated around and re-locked into place. “a****l, lick all of the cum off the glass”. I hovered in the corner. I was stunned and shocked. Could I lap up their hot loads of. If I let one in, I knew that wouldn't be considered a disaster. If I let in two or more, I might be history.Well, I got their cleanup guy to hit into a double play and the inning was over, right there. He was a lefty, and the only batter I faced that inning. The next guy scheduled up was a left-handed hitter, also, so I stayed in for one hitter in the fifth before Warren came and got me.Hmmm. Looks like I've gone from being a starter, to a middle reliever, and now to a just-get-out-the-lefty. It wasn't long before the tingling sensation in my balls began to build in intensity until I groaned as a jet of spunk shot out of the end of my cock and spurted a good 3 or 4 feet as it went into spasms, splashing on the carpet, followed by more spurts of come gradually lessening in intensity until my orgasm was spent and just a trickle of spunk was coming out of the end of my cock dribbling onto my fingers."Uh-oh, " I thought, "better clean this up." Now I was suddenly a bit worried: what if.