Doing Hard Time

The prison smelled like kaviar and urinate, and Kazo was on the floor, stripped entirely and at the grace of the femme fatales. The brutal vixens hated his face and wanted nothing more than to order him to clean their pussies. One of the vixens laughed as she pushed out a clear stream of piss and bathed the slave completely, up to his chest. Lowering her cunt meat to his lips, she felt the old slave rear up and clean her pussy lips vigorously, making sure that he got all the moisture away from her bush. She was starting to like this new slave.