I walked around you and tested the tightness of the ropes."Ok, that's all I wanted, just to see if you trusted me, let's go. Get up and let's go shopp...ng."You looked relieved and started to get up, but couldn't move. You jerked at the cords and found they were really secured. After a few seconds of fighting against the bonds, you collapsed down on the table and began to sob."Please let me up. Why are you doing this to me. I thought you loved me Daddy." I do love you baby. I love your whorey. It did get soft later, when I was in bed.But it got hard again the next time we bathed.In fact it got hard again every time we bathed after that. She never acted like it was anything to worry about, so I didn't worry either. She started washing it more than she had in the past, though, and it felt wonderful when she did that. Her hand covered it, leaving about half an inch left over and, as she slid her hand back and forth to get that half inch clean too I got that warm feeling again, like when. There was the widest and longest nipples, the largest areolas, and the biggest clit, followed by the deepest hole. My husband was chosen to test our depths with my eighteen-inch-long double-ended dildo. He pushed it in and fucked it into us several times until it was at its maximum depth when he pressed his thumb into it and then held it against a ruler. The winner was the radio man’s wife. She just smiled and said that her husband was well endowed.Before the sun was even setting all of us. I had awoken at 5:30 every morning for the last twenty years, to be at work at seven. Joanna's first class wasn't usually before ten; her evening classes weren't over before nine. I was asleep by ten, while she graded papers till midnight. Old habits prevailed. She left the covers to read for a few hours each night. I took two-hour hikes before awakening her in the morning.Sex was a new delight. At first. Each night she would join me when I bunked down, then ride me to exhaustion, holding me.