" said Helen."If you don't know if you've had one, I can tell you that you haven't, because if you had, you would know.," Clara told me."It looked lik... you and your husband had it quite well." said Clara."We do, but not in bed, he cums very fast, and it takes a long while until he gets hard again." Helen said."Is he big?," asked Clara."Well... he's about or little less then 5 inches.," Helen said.Clara laughed a little."Five inches, that's not a cock that's a small dick, girl, do you even feel. He kept cupping them with his hands. I struck my chest out so he could press against my tits even harder. I raised my hips up and pulled my dress out from under my ass. My son understood why.He lowered his hands to unzip his shorts. I had to rise up so he could get to his zipper. I heard him unzip his shorts. I still had his dick trapped under my ass. I raised my hips even more."Everything OK, honey?" My husband asked me. "Are you getting uncomfortable on our sons lap? Do you want me to stop so. This little slut knew how to beg… but her body was begging for even more. Roy put down the paddle and brought over little electrical clips. Stella couldn’t see where they led to, but she hoped that they were not intended for her.Roy opened the clip and placed it over Stella’s one erect nipple, she howled with pain and tried pulling away but the clip was secure and tugging only scrapped the skin off her over sensitized nipple. Roy placed the other clip onto her other nipple, Stella tried to hold. .." "Feel what?" "Unwhole. I feel empty. I feel lost. I feel like..... I am very blessed, and I realize it. But is this the life we want to live? Is this the life we should live? Maybe I should have taken the job offer in Tulsa and gotten a farm house. Sacramento is a bad gang area, and the schools are awful. What of the kids? What of anything." Bailey, who is sitting next to him now, kisses him deeply, and says, "You do everything right, babe, stop second guessing yourself. You're my husband.