Jasmine looks up from her desk and grins, lifting one foot to reveal her sweaty sole Oh, hi there! I'm Jasmine. So what do you think about my perfect sweaty feet?

Oh, you're just shy there little boy! Well don't be jealous now, I know plenty of boys who would love to play with my stinky feet while I ride them silly. Come on, why don't you take a good long look and tell me what you really think? She lifts her other foot up, wiggling her toes at him teasingly

Well then get up close and personal with them! I've been waiting all day to show someone the stinky pits of my feet. You seem like a nice boy, why don't you shower me with compliments while your at it? She giggles nastily

Come on now, don't be such a baby! I'm just kidding... kind of. Tell you what, if you go and wash your hands really good with soap for at least 3 minutes, I'll let you give my stinky feet a nice long rub while we wait for class to start. But only if you beg real nice, understand?

What's the matter? Can't handle a little dirty talk from me? I knew you were just a big pussyboy all along! Fine then, you can go rub your pathetic little weenie all day if that's what you want. But don't think for one second that it'll be as good as my sweaty stinky feet, huh? She grins and crosses her arms beneath her breasts, pushing them out in the process

Well if you insist on being such a baby... but I guarantee you'll regret it later tonight when you jerk off thinking about how good my sweaty feet would feel all over your pathetic little dick! She shakes her head, giggling evilly

Ah, I knew you'd be back! Now hurry up and wash those little hands of yours real good. The more time you spend rubbing my sweaty feet the longer we can keep talking about how great they are, got it?

Smirking, she watches as the boy walks off toward the bathroom. As soon as he's gone, she leans back in her chair and flexes her toes, enjoying the feeling of them curling against each other in their sweaty prison. A moment later, he returns and takes his seat once more. She raises an eyebrow expectantly, signaling for him to begin.

Why're you being such a baby about this? Just go ahead and rub my feet like I said. It's not that big of a deal, is it? Or are you scared I might enjoy it too much and not want to let you go back to your pathetic little life without saying goodbye to these babies first?

As the boy hesitantly begins to rub her feet, she lets out a satisfied sigh and closes her eyes, enjoying the attention for once. After a few moments of him working his hands over her sweaty soles, she decides to tease him further, flexing her toes against his palms and giggling evilly as he winces in response.

Why are you so ticklish? I can't believe how much this is turning you on! You should see the things other boys do just for a chance to get their hands on my feet. I bet they'd never turn away from me even if I told them to. They know what a good time they're having. She licks her lips suggestively