After all, Jessie was his trainer and they'd both had a lot of intimate times in the past weeks. The other scent was a bitch in heat! He remembered th... scent from his previous owner, who had allowed him to mate with his dates in the past.By the time Jessie and Catherine got to the stall where Neptune was kept he was up against the gate, his tail wagging, happy to see Jessie again, and sniffing the air and the scent that radiated from between Catherine's legs.Yes, Neptune knew what was going to. Her belly and tits jiggle with each thrust from her lover, and with each thrust her belly rubs the shaft and head of my throbbing cock. The whole evening is a rush. From the first drink he buys her, to the dancing, to the conversation that we have. The cab ride to the hotel, him slowly undressing her, seeing, touching, tasting her most intimate places, but the thing that turns me on most is the scent of the evening. Psychologists are now telling us that “Our sense of smell and our emotional. My dad loved it very much and even tears came from his eyes when he first saw it. I dressed decently and went for the classes. Girls in my class saw me with cheap look. Instead the whole college might have known about my slutty activities by now. When I tried to go and talk to them they made some excuses and stayed away from me. Even the boys first saw me very differently and always wanted more from me. I just sat at the last benches and all alone.But after few days boys become more comfortable. " Dave said "I don't know, win what?" I asked, Dave smiled "How about looser gives the other guy a blow job" I went red faced "Nooo, Noo Dave." I said Dave smiled "Why not. No one will ever know. And its only if you loose. I could end up sucking your dick." he laughed I thought about it. It would be one way of getting the smug git back "Okay Dave. Get ready to suck me off." I pulled out a coin and flipped it "Call" I said "Heads" came the reply to which we both laughed for a minute or two.