”I sat stunned, what the hell had just happened. How had a hypothetical discussion on swinging suddenly turned into a major argument? I stood up, th...n sat back down running my hands across my face. I needed to go and apologise and make things right, I couldn’t afford to lose her.Taking a deep breath I stood up and went back into the bungalow, looking around I could see the door to the bedroom was closed. I approached it listening hard and could just make out the sound of sobbing.I paused at the. Chad rolled his eyes. "I left it home. I forgot it. Sorry." You can get it later," she replied as she headed toward her counter.She picked up a bowl and the spoon that was laying next to it. Sheturned around and handed Chad the bowl. "Some nice warm cereal for youthis morning," she said.Chad took the bowl from her hands and looked at the contents. Itlooked kind of like oatmeal, only completely smooth. The bowl feltslightly warm so it probably was some kind of oatmeal. Well, that wasfine. He introduced himself as Rob and we soon struck up a conversation. He told me that he was in London for a few of days on business. He didn’t get to London that often and had come here because a friend at home had recommended the place. He seemed pleasant enough and he was easy to get along with. After an hour of idle small talk I suggested that we go and eat together, to which he agreed. I suspected he was glad of the company, just happy not to be eating alone. We chose a little Italian. The cheeks of her ass parted. Billy was staring at his mother's hairy cunt and ass, watching the hair-lined lips of her cunt suck inward, the ring of her tan asshole puckering. Donna peered with hot, excited eyes between her legs at her son."See anything you'd like to stick your cock in?"Billy lowered his eyes to his mother's upside-down face, seeing her moist lips."Your mouth, Mother," he said.Donna twisted her ass. "What about anything else?"Billy gazed her cunt, seeing her pussy glisten.