This was definitely not the part of town for a good girl. But then again, she had never claimed to be good. She was only a couple of stops from the gl...ttering skysc****rs of downtown, and the famous festivals, but she might as well been in another continent all together. Run-down houses, boarded windows, worn out old wrecks of cars and neon glow of cheap bars and strip clubs, the difference to the areas she was accustomed to was huge. Then she saw the blue neon sign she had been looking for,. I caressed it gently and began kissing it. I stroked him and then took him fully into my mouth. I was cupping his heavy balls and sucking him sweetly. He was enjoying it. I licked, kissed, and sucked him for several minutes. We made eye contact and he said to me..."no matter how cute you are, and how sweetly you suck my cock, its going to have no mercy on that little pussy ". I gasped! I knew he meant business! I could tell, he was hungry for pussy! I asked him how he wanted. Had she found a lover? Was I about to loose her?I went from a light happy husband having fun with my wife, instantly to a turned on, complete, bundle of nerves."Just tell me, 'Yes' or 'No'. Do you still want it?" She asked.What was going on here? I didn't know how to answer. My heart was still pounding as her 'out of nowhere' question waited for the answer. She looked into my eyes for my reply. "Yes." I said from the reflex of wanting it for so long."Would you be jealous if I enjoyed it?" She. "To answer your question, there are both required and suggested parts. I will let you know the difference. I will also let you know why we suggest something, so you understand the request isn't there to see if we can get mice to follow a path."My father now grinned.My mother, impatient with the banter, asked if we could get on with things."My first question is this. John, have you talked with Ken yet?" No, why would I do that?" I understand that Jessica had a melt down. That was why Ken was.