I leaned back against the wall and started fucking her mouth just like I do when fucking her tight pussy. I would send a series of jabs towards the ba...ck of her throat and then make a few deep visits and back to the jabs and so forth. While doing this I was moving her head in a half turn motion. Then she would loosen the grip she had on my cock with her lips as she went down and on the way back up she would tighten. After about 2 minutes of not stopping or slowing down I felt that cum starting. “How is that”? I asked smiling. “That was great.” Emma replied. It was now or never had I thought. I pushed myself closer rubbing my crouch up against Emma’s tight ass; I held her hips and slowly humped her. “What are you doing, you sick bastard Ken?” “Nothing I’m sorry”. I quickly made my way inside keeping a low profile. I found the toilet and opened the door. I looked down and saw my penis had stiffened considerably. I sat down onto the toilet and starting to stroke myself. “Are you in there. She did seem a bit flirty sometimes, and had a knack for talking with a cute voice.We were pretty close, in that we had known each other for a few years and knew all kinds of things about each other. She was pretty extroverted, and good at finding things to do. Without her I might've spent Friday nights reading a book at home. She managed to take me to some of the funnest places. Once we went to a lesbian club in the city (New Cytisum) where people were only half dressed. I was shy at first but. Apparently, she likes men, after all, or at least compared to women. Not that I give a damn. She's a concubine, and she agreed to become one with her eyes wide open. Plus, I threatened to have her gang-banged to get her pregnant very soon. That way, I can stop worrying about her fertility and use her for my own needs. I'll give you the first chance of impregnating her, however, if you're interested. I just don't want her getting any ideas of reconciliation, so don't go soft on her if you fuck.