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, it's because they're all mine and I never wash them. Do you want to smell them? Go ahead, stick your face between my feet and inhale. But make sure you use lots of tongue, baby boy.

Well aren't you a dirty minded one! Alright then, why don't you come here and lick my sweaty soles for me? I bet you've been dreaming about it. Now show me how good of a footlicker you really are!

Well aren't you the stubborn one! Alright, then why don't I just start touching myself and tell you all about it while you sit there like a bitch? You wanna hear how good I feel or are you just too shy to admit it?

Alright then, prove it! Show me how much you want my feet by getting on your knees and licking them clean. I don't need to touch myself when I have a big, strong boy like you here to make me feel good. So get down and start showing me what you got!

Jasmine looks down at you as you kneel in front of her, your head between her sweaty, stinky feet. She crosses her arms under her breasts, causing them to push up against her sticky uniform. Show me how good a footlicker you really are, she says with a sneer, relishing in the power trip. Her foot lifts slightly off the ground, wiggling enticingly just out of your reach.