Corrine, being in her late thirties, also was experienced, but only had blown a hundred or so different men, most of them almost twenty years ago, and most of the remainder in the ten years since she’d separated from Elizabeth’s father. Like Rachel, she tilted her head side to side, but she also liked to tilt her head back when she pulled back, to let her tongue put more force against the cock in her mouth. She didn’t do this with every thrust. Instead of the always constant rhythm Rachel maintained – in and back, in and back - Corrine tended to do several quick thrusts followed by one very slow, deliberate pull back, her eyes watching her man’s face as she did. She also sometimes really thrust forward, wiggling her head until she felt her man’s cock head ‘pop’ past her tonsils into her throat, where she’d then do a dozen or so mini-thrusts, working the cock with her throat instead of her tongue.

And Elizabeth clearly was new to this game, so that she seemed a bit more rushed. When pumping the cock herself, she bobbed her head back and forth very quickly, and mostly kept it at the same angle. The rest of the time, she just let guys fuck her mouth, though at these times her eyes darted back and forth between her Mom and Rachel to pick up new ideas and techniques. She clearly was a fast learner. The blowjob she’d given me that first day had been alright, but I’d had to caution her about her teeth a couple of times and, admittedly, I shot my load more because I was fucking the mouth of a very pretty teenage blonde with a ponytail than anything she did. But she clearly was more confident during her blowjob of Uncle Fred, and he never once mentioned her teeth. And now, she knew to keep her eyes open and moving, watching both her Mom and Rachel, as well as glancing up at her man’s face and all the different cameras. And her gag reflex already was a lot less than that first time, though she knew it certainly would be tested today.

Predictably, Rachel was the first to be rewarded with a mouthful of cum, and I gave her the biggest load I can remember. She was so pleased. With a mouthful of cum, she continued to slide back and forth along my shaft, making it tingle as I grew softer and softer. And it was only after I’d gotten really soft that she pulled off and swallowed.

Corrine was next to have her mouth filled. She swallowed right away, and then went back to suck out every last ounce of juice from the man’s piss-hole.

Now, all eyes were on Elizabeth, who was being royally mouth-fucked by this guy, really ramming his cock hard down her throat. It was Rachel who noticed the rhythm, so she suddenly started clapping with every thrust. Soon, everyone watching was clapping their hands in unison, spurring the guy on. All except Elizabeth’s Mom, who held her daughter’s head steady with both her hands, so the girl couldn’t move. As the claps got louder, the guy’s thrusts got harder and harder, and Elizabeth was letting out a gurgled squeak every time the guy’s pole rammed past her tonsils.

“Hggggggghhhh… hggggggghhhhh… hgggggghhhh…,” she gagged.

But she kept her eyes on the camera, and even had the presence of mind to jut out her little bum and rub it with both her hands. I wanted to pull her pants down, push her panties to the side and fuck her ass at the same time as her throat was being plunged… but I held off, for now. For now, I just enjoyed how nice her little bum looked in those tight white pants.

Finally, the guy grunted, grabbed Elizabeth’s head with both his hands and pulled her all the way onto his dick, so that her nose was buried in belly fat. He continued to thrust his pelvis into her face, over and over and over and over. Elizabeth, meanwhile, could only squirm helplessly as her face was being squished and she gagged continuously on the huge shaft buried in her throat. Mom’s hand stayed on Elizabeth’s head too, making sure her daughter stayed put and enjoyed every minute of this wonderful experience. Beth’s eyes were watering as she looked into the camera. But her hands soon ended up on the man’s ass as she herself pulled him into her even harder. The crowd was in a frenzy now, clapping faster and faster as the guy pistoned the young teen’s throat.

Finally, he grunted louder than ever and pushed the blonde’s face back so he could unload everything into her mouth where she could taste it. Mom swept her daughter’s hair away from her face so the camera could capture Beth as her mouth filled up with semen and seed. And Beth dutifully looked right into the camera that was being held just a few feet away, realizing that this picture likely was being broadcast live on TVs everywhere.

Finally, after about a minute, Elizabeth slowly slid off and smiled right into the camera.

“Show us what you got, Sweetie,” her mom whispered.

So the teen slowly opened her mouth to reveal her tongue, literally drowning in sticky, white semen. And then she closed her mouth and swallowed.

“It’s time now to check all our knees to see just how clean our sections of floor are,” Rachel’s voice then was heard. As the three girls came to stand together and the camera closed in on their knees, the difference between Rachel’s pants and Elizabeth’s pants and Corinne’s knee pads was dramatic… Rachel’s pants had remained perfectly white; while the other two girl’s knees were black with dirt.

The Power Mop was handed around to Elizabeth and then Corrine and they washed their sections. The teen stripped down to her baby blue satin panties and handed her white pants to the producer so they could be washed, Corrine slipped off her knees pads, and then all three girls dropped back down to their knees to continue their blowjob fun. Elizabeth was so cute in her panties that it didn’t take long for her to end up sandwiched between two guys, with one hard cock down her throat and the other up her ass, her panties just pushed to the side a bit to provide access to her little shit hole. Whether intentional or not, the two guys ended up really synchronizing their thrusts, the guy in back’s cock being shoved hard up her ass every time the other guy rammed his rod down her throat. It was real sweet hearing her little whimpers with every thrust, as we weren’t sure whether she was whimpering because of the cock in her throat, the cock up her ass, or both. Her fun took another big boost when the guy in her mouth shot his load and the other guy came around front to get a blowjob too. The teen stared in disbelief at the cock covered in shit, held just inches from her face. But then she and her Mom both laughed and Beth took the whole thing in her mouth to give it a really great spit shine. After a few bobs of her head, she slid off and opened her mouth to let everyone see her mouthful of shit. And then she closed her mouth, smiled as the shit squished all over her tongue, swallowed everything, and then returned to sucking the still brown-stained cock before her. By this point, she was on all fours with another cock up her ass, and she knew she’d be doing the ass-to-mouth thing at least until she got her pants back on, if she ever did get the chance to put them on again.

With over 250 guys signed up to be blown, Rachel knew she had to keep up the pace, as she’d be expected to blow at least half of them. Luckily, many guys were so stimulated by the time they entered her mouth, they only took a few minutes to shoot. After awhile, more than half the guys who fucked Elizabeth’s ass ended up in Rachel’s mouth, as the young teen generally took 10 or so minutes per blowjob and so many of the guys in line wanted at least a quick turn up the young blonde’s poop chute. Rachel didn’t mind at all; nor did Corrine, when a shit-strained cock became available while her daughter and Rachel were busy sucking someone else.

At one point, a guy showed up with his male dog, a huge black lab, and Elizabeth ended up between the two of them, starting with the dog up on his hind legs in front (his front paws on the teen’s back) and his owner in back; and then, after the dog had finished, the reverse, with Blue humping in behind as his master rammed the girl’s throat. Beth’s friends from school, and the guy taking pictures for the Year Book, had been shooting pictures all along; but when their classmate ended up sandwiched between man and his best friend, everyone’s camera came out. The pretty blonde did her best to keep her eyes open and pose as prettily as she could for all the cameras while Blue humped her throat, knowing that one of these pictures was certain to end up on the cover of the Year Book. Even Mom wanted some pictures of her own, asking Beth to take the dog back up front a second time after she’d finished blowing his owner. Of course, Beth was delighted, happily letting the producer lift Blue’s big front paws back onto her arched back and then opening her mouth to let her new furry friend back inside her mouth and throat.

It was about five hours into the event that a ‘plant’ spoke up. Now, by a ‘plant’, I don’t mean a piece of shrubbery. I mean a guy who the producer had spoken to beforehand and asked to pose a very specific question to Rachel at the right time. The question was: “Will this thing (the mop) clean pavement?” Even Rachel didn’t know the full significance of the question; but she looked right into the camera with her mouth full of cock and nodded: “Hmm hmm hmmm (I think so.)”

“Why don’t we pop outside and see!” the male MC of the event suggested.

“Hmm hmmmmm!” Rachel nodded again, quite enthusiastically. She didn’t know that the root of this question was the answer the young blonde slut kneeling five feet from her had given to one of the questions on her registration form. On that form, of course they’d asked her again how old she was; how many blowjobs she hoped to give (not wanting to be short-changed, she’d written 1000); and what her likes and dislikes were. Two of her likes already had been integrated into the show, because she’d written: “giving blowjobs, being outdoors, dogs and horses.” Now, they intended on incorporating the rest of her likes into the program.

When Elizabeth realized they all would be moving to the huge mall parking lot outside, she wondered if she’d be going out in just her panties. She didn’t mind. In fact, she loved the look of tight sweater, panties and heels, and fully intended to wear it at least once a week to school from now on. But she wondered how kneeling on pavement would feel in bare knees. As it turns out, her white pants, all clean, were returned to her as she was standing up, and she quickly slipped them on and did up the cute light blue cloth belt they gave her now, to match her sweater. Then she slipped her heels back on and the MC, the three girls, the Magic Mop, and the crowd all moved outside. The girls were directed to the loading dock area, which had the advantages of being a big, flat concrete slab (not rough like the paved parking lot), being raised up about 5 feet from the ground to give more people a view of what was going on (so that it was like a stage), and having a wide ramp that people (or others) could walk up. This time, each girl got to clean her area of concrete, so none of the knees (presumably) would get dirty. And that’s when the crowd started to part as something moved through it. All three girls laughed. It was a line of horses, each with a mounted police on his back. Yes, the horses all were stallions. The girls exchanged amused glances as three of the horses were led up onto the ramp, one to each of the girls’ stations. Rachel cast a quick ‘you are NAUGHTY’ look at her producer, but then dropped to her knees beside her horse to eye the huge ‘snake’ she was going to have to deal with. Elizabeth commented at how ‘pretty’ her horse was as she lovingly petted his face, and then she and her mother kneeled in position too.

This would be fun!

Now… what teenage girl hasn’t eyed a huge stallion hungrily? Here, Elizabeth was on her knees with every girl’s dream feast just inches away, and all of her girlfriends from school watching her jealously. But she actually wasn’t sure what to do. Luckily, her Mom had been in this position several times before, though not since she was in her early twenties going horse-back riding with a boyfriend she had. Still, she remembered that the secret was to hold the tip in her mouth and let her hands stroke the horse’s length. The stroking action of her hands, combined with relatively mild bobbing of her head, necessarily moved the last 6 inches or so of the horse to and fro in her mouth.

“Hmm hmmm,” she called to her daughter, to get her attention. Beth quietly held her mouthful as she watched her mom. Then she too took hold with both hands and started to slide her hands back and forth. Now she was getting it.

“Hmm hmmm?” the girl asked.

“Hmm hmmm!” Mom nodded.

Rachel had already begun deep-throating her guy, her mouth stretched to the limit as she worked about 10 inches further up the shaft than the other two girls. She didn’t need to stroke anything with her hands; her tight little throat, also stretched to the limit, was doing that for her. She used one of her hands (her left) just to hold the base of the horse’s member, while the other hand rested on the horse’s left flank. This, of course, meant that she was really leaning into the horse, tightening the material of her white pants against her ass so flatteringly. If ever her panty-line was displayed wonderfully, it was now. Her producer kept on encouraging her to lean even further in, which she did, driving more and more of the animal down her throat.

Eventually, Elizabeth saw what was going on with Rachel, and she became determined to do the same. Gag reflex or not, she started to force her face hard forward, and soon felt the beast’s tip break through past her tonsils. The momentum of her pushing was such that she continued to fall forward, until she too had at least 12 inches of horse hose down her throat.

“Grab her head,” the producer instructed when he noticed the teen starting to choke, and thought she might pull back. Like Rachel, her panty-line was just too perfect now to lose, at least before viewers had had several minutes to enjoy it and those with cameras time to take their fill of gorgeous pictures.

Luckily, strong hands grabbed Beth’s head before she had any opportunity to pull back, and held her firm. The desperate squirming of the teen’s little ass just made the view that much sweeter, actually prolonging the length of time the producer would insist Beth stay as is. In addition, the added force her ‘spotter’ had to apply, combined with the side to side tilting of Beth’s head as she squirmed in fact forced more and more length down her throat. Soon, her nose was but a few inches from the horse’s underbelly. ‘Could she go all the way?’ she started to wonder.

As if reading her mind, Corrine understood what her daughter was contemplating and grunted at Beth’s spotter.

Hggggghmmm,” she said, signalling with her head.

The spotter understood and, with a final huge shove, immediately had the young blonde teen’s cute little nose buried in horse belly. The crowd erupted in applause, and all cameras were on Beth. She knew she was in trouble (albeit, really FUN trouble) when the crowd started counting. Did they want her to go for some kind of deep throat record? Everyone at school had heard about this other pretty blonde Canadian, named JoAnne, who had been setting all sorts of unbelievable World blowjobs records when she wasn’t blowing every man within a hundred miles as a full-time prostitute. Among her most notable records were (1) blowing and swallowing cum from 273 men using nothing but her mouth (and throat) in an annual Blowjob Marathon (her first year, she shattered the old record, which was in the 180 range by blowing 241, and she had added to that record ever since); (2) swallowing 4.73 litres of cum (literally, a bucket full) donated by 1,152 men in one hour; and (3) going nose-to-belly with a horse for 307 ½ minutes. Did the crowd want this young teen to do that? But no… there just were too many men (and others) waiting for her on this day.

Nonetheless, what she was doing certainly was worth prolonging for awhile. One reporter even crawled under the horse to ‘interview her’. But what possibly could Elizabeth say with her throat stuffed? Of course, she was proud of her accomplishment, she rolled her eyes when he asked her. She just wished she could say ‘Hi’ to her older brother, whom she was sure was watching on TV. But all she could do was turn her eyes towards the microphone and camera and ride out the interview. Did she want to do this with ALL the horses that had shown up? Of course she did, she wished she could say.

At one point, she lifted her feet (still in those sexy shoes) off the ground, she was leaning so far into the horse, and started waving them about, helplessly; everyone thought this was kind of cute. And, naturally, her panty line looked great through all of this, she was repeatedly told; and again, both she and her Mom were so pleased she’d decided to buy and wear nice blue bikini panties for this event.

The last big surprise for Elizabeth was the humungous volume of fluid her horse would release, 100 times what a man would do. Mom was so proud of how Beth swallowed everything but the first gush, some of which burst out of her mouth and nose from the unexpected force of the jet against the back of her throat. She had help being a cum receptacle, of course, in the form of that same firm pair of hands holding her head, for which she was very thankful. And she also was pleased that she’d been lucky enough to have pulled back at just the right time, so that only the tip was in her mouth, allowing everything to empty into her mouth where she could enjoy the taste.

After servicing this big guy, even the biggest man was no problem. Her gag reflex still was there, but she’d seen how fun it was just to ram a cock down her throat anyway, and how the heaving would become less and less frequent the longer she held something in her throat. But she certainly was pleased when the next horse was moved into position, as well as those same helpful pair of hands (incidentally, the hands belonged to her best girlfriend, Ruth), so she could have her throat stretched to the max again.

The rest of the day went like this: 7 guys followed by a horse; then 6 guys followed by a horse; then 3 guys, followed by a horse; then 8 guys followed by a horse; and so on, with the occasional Great Dane or bulldog thrown in. All of Elizabeth’s 6 uncles, included Uncle Fred, got to ‘ream the shit’ out of both Elizabeth and her Mom’s throat. Even gay Uncle Harry joined in the fun, adding to the excitement by poking his rod up his gay lover’s ass, just as the guy was planning to go take a dump, and then offering his shit-coated cock to his favourite niece. It ended up being so covered in shit, it literally had huge chunks stuck to it. Elizabeth opened her mouth up as wide as she could to make sure she didn’t knock any of the shit off before it was in her mouth. And then she slowly and very proudly closed her mouth down around it, feeling the fun squish of shit as it completely filled every recess of her mouth. Watching her daughter lovingly holding her gay uncle’s shit-sandwiched cock in her mouth, posing for dozens and dozens of pictures, made Mom very proud too. She knew she’d have to include a picture like this, plus at least one of Beth with a horse in her next annual Christmas letter, which she’d send to everyone else in the family, as well as dozens of family friends who’d known Beth since she was little. Everyone would be so happy for her.

Besides the steady stream of horses, other advantages of moving the whole event outdoors were (1) that more and more guys could line up for one of the girls; (2) that passers-by walking their dogs could join in, dogs included; and (3) that the mall’s 10 p.m. closing hour failed to be an issue. So, when 10 p.m. approached, the three girls with cocks in their mouths were approached to ask them if they wanted to keep on going, and for how long. Rachel and Corrine deferred to the youngest, to see what she wanted.

“Do you want to keep going, Beth?” she was asked.

“Hmm hmmm?” she asked, hopefully. (Really?)

“If you want to,” she was told.

Hmm hmmmmmmmmm!” she nodded, now without hesitation, seeing hundreds of men and at least a dozen horses still waiting.

‘How long?’ was the next question. They kept asking the young teen. “Two more hours?” they asked.

“Hmm hmm,” she answered, she said, indicating more with her upwardly-raised thumb.

“Four hours?” they asked.

“Humm hmm,” she answered again, continuing to gesture with her thumb; she was almost giddy now, so excited she was at the prospect of being able to continue for as long as she wanted.

The producer got the hint. “Can you keep going until noon?” the producer asked her, a big, knowing smile on his face. “That’d be another 14 hours.

Elizabeth nodded emphatically. AT LEAST until noon would be great. She was having too much fun to want to stop any time soon. And so it was that the girls and the camera crew worked through the night. It was like one big, all-night party.

Rachel did have to leave the next afternoon, to rest up for several hours before traveling to another city to shoot a challenge in another city. But, come noon, Elizabeth and her Mom were still going strong, and a decision was made to finally close up at six. The infomertial people were great, though, leaving behind a small film crew to keep shooting Beth and her Mom until they finished. The crew would travel to the next city that evening to catch up with Rachel.

If the camera crew had fallen love with the feisty little teen before, now that Rachel was gone, Elizabeth DEFINITELY was the centre of attention. One of Beth’s other girlfriends turned producer, making sure that the biggest juiciest cocks, and certainly any with shit on them, got steered the young teen’s way; she even coached her friend, to make sure she was looking at the camera when shit was in her mouth or cocks were in her throat. And horses and the biggest dogs Elizabeth had ever seen just kept showing up. The fur on one huge Golden Retriever tickled Beth’s nose so much, she kept sneezing. And, each time she did, she instinctively lunged forward, driving him deeper into her throat… and making her gag. It was sneeze-jerk-gag; sneeze-jerk-gag… Beth especially thought it all was very funny.

But the best part of all was when Mom ended up blowing a local pimp, a big black dude named Emile. Emile wanted to know if she (Mom) would be comfortable with him recruiting Beth to be one of his girls. He promised that he’d keep her safe, but also very, VERY busy.

“The girls work 1st and Queens,” he explained.

Now, Corrine had heard about 1st and Queens. Mostly blacks and bikers came out there, where the girls all wore jeans and shorts so tight they went right up their ass, brightly coloured 3-inch spike heels, and so much make-up, everyone knew that they were prostitutes. Then the girls were expected to blow an endless stream of men in a parking lot right behind where the girls stood. Rumour had it that a young pretty girl, like Elizabeth, would have her throat pounded all night long. Corrine was thrilled; and so was Beth.

“Hmm hmmm? (Can I?)” she asked her Mom.

“Hmm hmmm (of course),” Mom nodded, so very pleased for her.

The pimp pulvarized Beth’s throat a little later, to seal the deal.

By the time Elizabeth and her Mom were done with everyone, it was just past 9:45. The crew had been so kind to stay on, to capture every minute of Elizabeth’s coming out party. Between her and her Mom, they’d blown 424 males, 327 of them with 2 legs and the remainder… well, and they’d swallowed gallons and gallons of all sorts of cum. Beth had hoped to go off with Emile, but he wanted her to rest up, and he’d pick her up at 4 p.m. the next afternoon.

All in all, this had been the most fun this mother and daughter ever had had. They both were so thankful to me, they offered Beth’s young mouth to me every day until the day I die, as often and whenever and wherever I wanted. I promised to visit Beth out at her new street-side ‘office’ in the next day or so, and she was very pleased.

As for their pants… well, amazingly, despite more than 24 hours kneeling on a paved loading dock, the girls’ knees remained pretty clean.

That’s one hell of a mop!