Tehr chuckled as she spoke about her 'sleeve' so bluntly.  But he cared not how she chose to pleasure herself, and said so, "I think as the guest in my home, it's your right to choose your pleasure."  He felt her back pressing against his chest and breathed in her hair, smelling the light scent of whatever soap she used to wash her hair.  He groaned into the crown of her head as she gripped his shaft and began to press her tight knot against it.  So quietly that only she could hear it, he whispered into her hair, "Please be careful, I would not care to see you injured Emily."<br/><br/>Then,  as she requested, he reached his arms around her sides and cupped her breasts.  His fingers lightly tracing circles around her areola, occasionally flicking out to toy with her hard nipples.  He bent his face forwards just a bit to lightly nip at her ear as she focused her attention on what she was doing.  Then he looked up at Christina, where she sat recovering and gave her a smile and a wink.  Just then Emily let out a loud slutty moan and began to sink down further onto his shaft.  He could feel Emily's juices oozing from her to coat his balls, an immensely erotic sensation.  He held his breath for a moment, his instinct telling him to thrust up into the halfling woman's ass.  But his self control was stronger, and he would do as much as possible to prevent her from hurting herself, even if that included denying his own pleasure.<br/><br/>"Londinium certainly is a much more interesting place than the country isn't it?" he said with a smile to Christina.