Steve noticed that Ashley was beginning to groan and move around in his arms."Okay, let's get Ashley to a hospital. I think she's starting to come out...of it. I want her blood tested before the drugs leave her system. Pete, would you pull the car around to this side door. We'll go to a different hospital a little farther away and try to carry her in unnoticed.Twenty minutes later, a paramedic had one of Ashley's arms over his shoulder while Steve held the other. Ashley was moaning more. “Who cares? I told you I wanted to see what the girls were talking about. It sounds like you have an amazing cock and I want to feel it in my tight little cunny!”“I’m flattered, and you’re pretty, and have a nice body, I’m not interested.”“Bull! Every guy is interested in getting laid! I promise I’m really, really good!”“I have no doubt, but I’m really not interested.”“Now? Or ever?” she asked loosening her grip on me.“I don’t know. Not now, for sure. No promises for the future.”“Why? Kara said. The sensation was a mixture of the nasty thing I was doing, the nasty thing I now shared with my mother, and the feeling of being overwhelmed and unable to refuse. The implication that he would harm me was there, but never expressed."I love to throat fuck a virgin but it's too soon for that. First you have to learn to love the feel of it in your mouth, The feel of it taking over your mind. You have to truly love my cock." He paused and stroked my mouth a few times. I felt the tingle as it moved. Hiding the tempting toes.Breaking my trance, I looked back up, sheepishly, trying to be suave while also indicating my obsession, "Those are some seasonal toenails."She slipped her foot back out and wiggled her toes again, "You think so? It was my daughter's idea."Her daughter Bethany was in my English class, and was a knockout like her mother. Also like her mother she was the only student in school who regularly wore nylons. And, still like her mother, she had an affinity for slipping her feet.