Leon didn't know where to look, at the hot soup as it poured into the bowl or at the gapping cleavage of her dress. He decided on the latter and marve...ed at the sight of the swell of her tits that were held by the lacey bra that now peeked at him. She took her time, being careful not to let the soup splash as it poured. Leon didn't mind, he was content to let her take as long as she needed.She sat down opposite and although he had tried to conceal his reaction, she was aware that her. Each time she rose he saw her lips pulled forwards towards him as she strove to cling to his cock which was now as hard as a ramrod. His shaft glistened with her juices, and her lips shone from her moistness. Then, as she dropped down onto him he saw his shaft disappear into her until his pubic hair was firmly pressed against those lips. All the while, the fingers of her left hand pleasured her clitoris and her mouth hung open and panted with desire. Mike started to speak but she shook. .. Brad never loved me, never.”“Because he loved himself too much?” I managed to suggest.“Yes, you are right, I guess he did. He was selfish. I guess we actors, we are all narcissistic creatures, cravin’ recognition, adoration ... love.”“From what I understand, both of you are loved by millions.”“Not much consolation when you are not loved by that one man who you always regarded as your hero.”I released her hands and cradled my own cup. “Or one woman, or girl, as she was at the time.” I had my. "Sorry James. Bethany and I knew that Eric had not treated them well, but we thought Christine would be fine here." Is that her name?" I asked as the other woman looked on quietly.Tamara nodded. "Yes, the older concubine is Lisa, the terrified girl is Christine. I think Lisa should tell their story though."Lisa nodded, but before she could say anything Christine gave a small sob and ran into her arms. She clutched her like a drowning man grasps a piece of driftwood and held on as Lisa began to.