
It had only been a few days since my last encounter with my hot eighteen year old daughter Suzy, and I was struggling to keep the picture of her in that tiny pink bikini out of my head. The summer heat wasn't helping, and even with the air conditioning blasting, my office was often stifling.
When I got home from work one afternoon, I found a note from my hag of a wife letting me know that she wouldn't be home until very late, if at all. "Bingo!" I thought and raced upstairs to put on my swim trunks and grab the digital camera.

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