His two employees wasted no time in disrobing him and leading him to the floor, where belonged. He was now their possession, a filthy, pathetic slave, and his aging assets will now become their toilet. Stamping on his chest and belly to soften him up, the vixens evilly eyed his open mouth, and pulled down their undies. One of them had been holding in her piss for hours. When she let liberate, the enormously pungent piss flooded the slaves mouth, almost gasping him. She sat on his face, and ordered him to clean her piss crevice and cooter with his mouth.