Custom clip: You and I are high school seniors. You are the hottest, sexiest, most popular girl in the senior class. But with all of your extra-curricular school stuff, AND being so popular and hot, your grades are bad. Senior year has just started and you're in danger of not graduating at all. So, you come to my house. I am the senior class brain. I have a GPA of about 3.9. I'm physically average at best, no girl gives me a second glance. All the usual kind of "nerd" stereotypes in play. You're all dressed up in full-blown "sexy schoolgirl" mode, short plaid skirt, tight blouse with no bra under, flat strappy sandals, hair up in bunches. You stand in the hallway of my house, asking me to do all your homework for you, and flirting with me to try to get me to say yes. I say no. This totally shocks and surprises you. In fact, you get a little annoyed at me. How dare I, a lowly nerd with few social skills and no experience with girls say "No?" You point out that no girl would ever be interested in me for anything other than to do their homework for them so they had free time to go out with an actually HOT guy. During this conversation though, you do notice something. My gaze has a tendency to wander down...to your sexy feet in your open-toed sandals. I can't seem to look away from them. Getting an idea, you offer me a challenge. I have to jerk off to your feet for 5 minutes, and if I cum before you call "time," I have to do all your homework until graduation, and get you good grades. If I hold out until time is up though, you'll be my for senior year. Homecoming, Prom, every big social event like parties and such, you'll go with me. This is an opportunity TOO GOOD to turn down, you point out, it could gain me some much needed popularity before college. Naturally, I agree. You head through to the lounge, and get comfy on my couch. I have to jerk off until you call time up, following the pace of your foot bouncing up and down all the time...the clock starts. Naturally, you're planning to ensure I lose by cheating. You *said* 5 minutes, but I'm so focused on the challenge and your feet, I don't realize that the amounts of time you say have passed are way off. The first minute is actually more like 2 minutes long. The further into the challenge it gets, the longer you go between announcing each minute has passed. In the end, the "5" minutes takes about 25 minutes! Throughout the "5" minute challenge, you try many things to make me cum. At the start, you mock my smallish penis, but it actually grows to a slightly above-average 7" which you are somewhat impressed by. You keep me distracted from the time by talking the whole time about several things. A lot of it is about how sexy and hot you are, and your beautiful feet in your pretty sandals....this definitely gets a rise from me, so you talk more about your feet and sandals, their shape, how smooth your soles are and how soft your toes are. You invite me to imagine your dainty little toes delicately wrapped around my cock, softly yet irresistibly stroking it up and down, or letting me suck and lick your toes...you also mention how your sandals are just a little bit loose, and during the day, walking around in them all the time, they get very smooth and slippery under your feet, and it's so HARD to keep your balance in such SLIPPERY sandals, always so HOT and WET and SMOOTH with the sweat of wearing them all day....this goes on, talking about your feet, or my cock, and how one (or the other) is slippery, wet and hard, to keep my mind completely off how much time is passing in this "5" minute challenge. Occasionally, of course, you are still mentioning how much time is passing. But like I said earlier, you're lying and it's actually much much more time than that. Many times, you'll also stretch out the time by starting a 10-second countdown to the end of the current minute, but cut off midway through to continue talking about your feet and about my lack of self-control. Whenever this happens, you always restart the countdown rather than continuing, sometimes acting all cute and ditzy like you forgot where you counted to, or even simply getting distracted and losing count while you're actually counting! It's all just more distraction techniques. By the end, of course, about 25 minutes has passed since the "5" minute challenge began, and your final countdown finally reaches zero, and you announce time up! Of course, I finally lose control and cum just seconds before time is up, and you tease me about my lack of self-control again, that I lost and now I have to do all your homework for the year. But as you tease me, you admit that you were impressed by how long I held out for, accidentally letting slip that it's ...oops! you like, totally lost track of the time during all the fun! As a small consolation, you ask me out on a - and maybe I could, like, give you some private "tutoring" sometime, to help you pick up your grades?