I see it leak around his cock and out of my mouth, and even it seemed to run out of my nose. I watched as he pulled out of my mouth and finished with ... few shots just shooting into my mouth as I gasp for air. Some of it hit me on my face and started to run down into my eyes and such and made me look like some kind of slut who loved what had just happened.Well after a few seconds of rest, the camera jiggled again as it was handed to the second black male and the angle of view changed to show. “Oh, gross, you two. Stop it! I thought if I gave you three hours alone you’d be done that by the time I got back here. Ick!” And then she started to giggle.Jess disengaged from me, and stood to go over and hug her sister. I followed suit.“So, good afternoon?” Kate asked her sister.“Incredible afternoon,” Jess replied. Kate raised her eyebrows and left it at that. I was sure they would talk about it later. And I wasn’t sure I wanted to know what Jess told Kate.It was now time to get working on. The instructor was a Swedish woman in her mid-30s named Erika Lindfors. The class had nine others, three of whom were from Iran, two from Russia, one from Poland, and three from Germany. I was surprised to find that Erika spoke English, Russian, Polish, Farsi, and German, in addition to Swedish!I had a head-start on the course because of the YFU-provided training in Falkenberg, so the first week was mostly review. Erika gave me some extra worksheets to do because I finished the lessons in the. “Thanks for the great energy guys, we are evil music, you’ve been great!” we head unplug our amps, put the cords back on of the amps, and head off stage. The roadies start hauling the equipment away, and replacing it with the next bands. We head back to the tent, and I put the bass back in the case. Jack smacks me on the back and tells me I did a good job. Rube begrudgingly agrees, while Izzy just nods once before staring off into space once again.“You said you would pay me right? You are.