We quickly established that intimacy. Larissa loved the Tiger Shrimp in a cilantro sauce. When I reached for one she batted my fork away and we quickl... had dueling forks, and laughter. Dinner was grand. Larissa had finished her wine and part of another glass. She had a contented look and a sparkle in her eye. She wasn't drunk but I could tell that she was feeling happy.After, we headed back out to the casino. "What are you going to do?" she asked."I don't know. Maybe watch a movie. You?"She. .. I might show you show you later one evening Jess.”‘ Oh Mom don’t hold out on me I want to know now!’“Oh you do! do you young lady! Well I’ll tell you what Jez Windsor, rushing into sex when your inexperienced is dangerous! And I know you’ve been up to stuff with Dan again; and Jessica, please don’t deny it!”“Oh... , I should know I can’t hide things from you mom.But If I could make my own wet dreams, I won’t be needing Dan; will I mom?”I stared at her, surprised at her firm logic; ‘ Well if. ..Archie, on the other hand, looked absolutely wonderful when I eventually returned to my bedroom after having managed to wash my face and brush my teeth without throwing up again. Dressed in jeans and a white T-shirt, he looked like an older version of James Dean. Hair combed back and gelled, freshly shaved, and smelling of an expensive cologne. The only concession to our previous night's drunken debauchery seemed to be the aviator-style sunglasses covering his eyes."Good morning my friend,". My shorts were a bit damp from all the pre-cum I had leaked earlier - but I was mostly soft at this time. As I sat back in the chair my average size cock had already sprung to attention to the gentle tugs I had managed so far. I looked over at her and started seriously tugging at my meat, often times stopping to grab my balls with the same hand or rub balls and cock against my own body. I had my legs slightly spread and she asked me to make sure I don't cum on myself. I should just sit.