He smelled of a deep musky odor mixed with the perfume that he wore. The longer we lip locked, I could feel the aroma of his horny scent fill my lungs... He smelled like anger, vigor and basic sexual desire rolled into one. His odor remains so memorable, one that can make a cock throb with yearning and burst with joy juice. He moaned while he kissed gently as if to show that my tongue and body were quenching his thirst for some raw sexual fulfillment. His moans were brief and indicated a hunger. Giuseppe Pinta was a garrulous guy, all smiles and quick to laugh, but his intelligent eyes made you wonder if he was putting on an act.We explained what we wanted to try, and the two of them, though skeptical, were willing to let us give it a shot first. This was our territory, and though they had heard about the new Wizard, they were not convinced I was all I was made out to be.That was fine with me, as long as they stayed out of the way and let me do what I could.The plan was for me to try. It wasn’t clear who was talking to me, but I nevertheless said yes, please do it. I slowly awakened completely and became aware I wasn't dreaming.Gavin was sucking my cock. How I knew it was Gavin I’m not sure. Maybe there was enough light to see, or maybe his scent, or maybe by just logic; there were only him, his father and mother in the house. But here he was, sucking my erect cock.There could have been several responses. I could have pushed him violently away with an expression such as,. My mother had brought in a dress which I was to wear without underwear. It was a short red backless number with a plunging neckline. It had a slit to the hip on one side. As I headed downstairs I met Anne who was dressed identically as me.We gathered on the veranda before dinner. The men where dressed in polos and shorts. My mother wore a white cotton halter neck dress which barely contained her large breasts. Therese wore a black blouse with a black bra and white trousers. Debbie wore a blue.