67. Amalfi

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“Bon retour a la maison, Monsieur.” A tall blonde French, opened up the main gate to Lucas’s Amalfi estate Island home that stood on the shores of the beachy waves. Lucas entered inside his house, endorsing a casual attire. The blond stepped ahead and towered in her height; matching Lucas’s tall one. The slim curve of her waist was tightly wrapped in a skirt that bulged over her butt while the tight button up shirt she wore threatened to pop-up and tear down any moment due to her overly extra-large ample breast fitted in the shirt. Lucas noticed her figure that she had enhanced surgically even more, since the last time he saw her. Her petite twenty-something waist was now carrying a double E-sized, cupped breasts. “Welcome back to me…” he tilted his sunglasses down a bit and studie

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