From the rate of Blaise’s breathing, I could only assume he was close. Having never watched him masturbate before, I had no idea what his response w...uld be. My own cock was responding to the show and my own stroking.I let him watch me lean down close to my own growing meat and spit on the head. Then, I got up on my knees next to him as I continued jacking my spit-wet cock. He alternated between staring at my now throbbing dick and running his eyes up my chest to meet my gaze. I could see the. " then taking a drink of her wine."I like being able to sit out here with nothing on like this. I wish we could do this at home myself." You sound like some kind of nudest." Sitting here before you came out to join me, I was noticing how it makes me feel free as the birds, with nothing on me like this." Now that I think about it that way, it does make me feel free. But then, I wander if any one might be able to see us, sitting here with nothing on." I don't see how they can, unless they are. Meanwhile I was watching her dark red polished and groomed bare foot.I'm a foot lover. What?Do you know what it is?No, I'm not sure.Groomed and attractive feet seduce me.What do you mean saying attractive feet?Well, for example your feet. They are groomed and very clean. They have always nail polish.I understand now. Foot fetish. Yes, I heard about that before. But, this is very strange. How can a foot seduce you??I don't know. And, I have to admit I said that first time. And, I never had an. I saw her make her way over to my shed, look around again and quickly disappear in. I never lock the shed as there wasn't much in there anyway, just a couple of tools. But what was she doing in there? I guessed this was where she must bunk off school and hide during the day?I quickly pulled my clothes back on and ran down stairs... what was I going to do? Loads of thoughts were running through my mind about running in there and having sex with her!? You must remember that my hormones were still.