Looking over at Phil, "Good enough?" Dorman shook his head 'no', "All of it, let me see what Mr. Jackson only gets to see." Mrs. Jackson paused for ... minute and sighed, "Let's just get started." "We already are," Phil laughed as he lifts his t-shirt over his head kicking his sandals off. Phil's hairy chest and his man boobs hung off to the sides as he reclined on the sofa. He took a hold of his giant member with one hand and picked up the bottle of lubrication with the other. He opened it. That was pretty much the extent of Roy's assets. He believed in cash and that was about all.I ask Shelly, Sarah and Susan to go on back upstairs. Roy was pretty much out so Jackie just used his hands to shut off his air again and in about five minutes Roy was gone. I went upstairs and outside to the Pete and dug another spill bag out of the kit. I brought it back to the basement and Jackie put Roy in it after making sure all his pockets were empty. We closed the bag and went back upstairs.Susan. She laughed a little as she stood in front of me again. Head back slut, look at the ceiling, she instructed, open your mouth. I complied. She took a step toward me, towering over me as her hand clasped my throat. She was still grinning as the first string of spit dribbled into my mouth. She dribbled several more times into my mouth before leaning closer and spitting directly into my face four or five times, I closed my eyes as she slapped me hard several times. She then shoved three fingers in. I reached down to her bare pussy lips with my finger, and fished around until I found the opening. She was already so wet it turned me on. I pushed in once or twice and pulled it out. I stuck my finger to my nose. It didn't smell much different than my own pussy, so I stuck my tongue out. Oh lord, it was heavenly. It tasted similar, but different. More tart, but still magnificent. I imagined my life would never be the same again! I dove right in, no teasing. I lapped at her pussy and clit and.