To be on top, and then on all fours.

Maddox took in a deep breath and nodded, and had to tap her thigh to remind her that she needs to let go of him in order for them to change positions. He chuckled when he saw the perplexed expression on her face as she tried to find some way of accomplishing both at the same time, until she finally gave up and with great ****, unlocked her legs.

Slipping free, Maddox rolled off of her and moved some pillows around, trying to find a dry and comfortable spot to lay down on, grateful for this brief break so that he could collect himself, while Aida struggled to restrain herself. The blaring errors in her head were demanding that she **** herself onto him, but she also had to fight her own pussy's walls grasping tightly against the ghost of the cock that they desperately wanted to please. A deep grimace was on her face as she straddled his hips, with her fingers jammed deep and wide into herself, her only way to make sure that he wouldn't have to struggle to get inside her once more.

Slowly, her face began to relax as she slowly sheathed him inside of her, before letting out a sigh of both relief and pleasure when their hips met again. Looking down, she suddenly remembered why they hadn't done this position before and asked him, "Are you alright, Martin? I'm not too heavy for you, am I?"

Unable to stop himself, he let out a hearty laugh at her very human concern. "Well, if you're asking, I wouldn't mind if you lost a little bit of weight. Maybe around here," he teased, lightly poking her taut midsection with his finger. His laugh gained even more strength as she frowned darkly and pouted at him, before sharply turning her face away from him. Sitting up, he very gently coaxed her to look at him again, and put a very chaste kiss on her lips. "I'm sorry Aida, but you're cute when you're mad."

Raising an eyebrow at him, she relaxed her concentration over her body, and her pussy walls slammed shut onto him, almost painfully so. He groaned loudly and his head rolled backwards. "Well pardon me for trying to not break you accidentally," she retorted not as playfully, before easily pushing him down onto his back. Posting her hands on his legs behind him, more for show than for balance, Aida started rocking her hips against his. "Mm... that feel's so good..." she cooed.

That made one of them. However, the other things he could do more than made up for the muted sensations for Maddox. His hands had free reign to roam all over her body. From the stiff peaks of her nipples atop her firm breasts, down her soft smooth sides, to the ample mounds of her ass; he groped, squeezed, molested, and caressed every inch of her he could reach, but mostly preferred to rest them on her hips as she gyrated on top of him. "That is so sexy," he gasped, watching as she straightened up and tussled her hair for no apparent reason.

Having forgiven him for his joke, Aida started moving up and down on his cock, making him moan lowly. Having studied his rhythms throughout the day, she knew exactly how much stimulation his cock could take before it blew, and being on top gave her the ability to control that. And she intended to take full advantage of it.

Being a robot, she could theoretically keep having sex forever, but her beloved Martin was still only human. She could cum over and over and over again, and still keep going for more, but once he had his, it was more than likely that it would be over for the night. So for as long as she could, she rode both him and that line hard, giving him as much as he could endure, and slowing things down to let him come back from the brink. So engrossed in her own pleasure and efforts, she didn't notice that he was patting her leg furiously and begging for her to stop. "Martin, what's wrong?" she asked, in a panic.

Through gritted teeth, Maddox wiped sweat away from his face. "Too much..." he panted, clearing his throat. "Too much... Get, get off of me. I need a minute."

Deeply ashamed, she clambered off of him and went to his side, her eyes full of concern as she tried to ignore his throbbing, trembling cock. "I'm so sorry Martin. I didn't mean to-"

"It's okay, it's okay. It happens. Oh man...," he sighed. Draping his arm over his head, he took slow measured breaths to try and compose himself. Cracking an eyelid open, he spied the miserable and pitiful expression on Aida's face, and wrapped his other arm around her shoulder. "Felt too good?"

Sheepishly, she nodded at him.

He smiled broadly. "Me too."

She smiled back and nestled into him, looking at him with deep admiration and welling up inside with pride. The alarms in her head were mercifully quiet, so they could enjoy this little bit of down time in peaceful silence together.

Having caught his breath, Maddox rolled up onto his knees, and told Aida to get on all fours. More than happy to, she turned over onto her front, and stuck her rear out up in to the air for him, while dropping her head onto the mattress. Reaching behind herself, she grabbed and pulled at her inner thigh, unveiling her wanton and waiting pussy, inviting him to have his way with her.

Shuffling into position behind her, Maddox took a few moments to kiss up along the light segments of her spine, in acknowledgement that he wasn't going to ignore the fact that she was what she was, and that he didn't care about it, before lining himself up for entry. Giving her lower lips a few cursory passes to apply fresh lube onto his cockhead, he slowly pushed forwards into her, making her let out a long drawn out moan until he bottomed out. Shoving her hand out of the way, he grabbed hold of both of her lower cheeks and pumped his hips, hard and strong, his primal instincts being brought out from the nature of this position. The meaty slaps of real and fake flesh meeting was punctuated by high pitched moans and low guttural grunts.

Scrambling at the sheets, and thankful that she didn't need to breathe, Aida squealed into his pillow, and rode the waves of ecstasy washing over her brain, brought about from his merciless fucking. But because of earlier, she couldn't help but worry. "Ma-Martin, am I making you feel good?" she whimpered, looking over her shoulder.

Suddenly a hand gripped around the back of her neck, and he loomed over her. Getting in as deeply as he could, he ground his hips against her, and leaned forwards for even a little bit more. Getting in close, he snarled right in her ear, "Yes... your pussy is making me feel really good..." Twisting her head, he kissed her passionately, while his free hand reached under and groped her breast. With live demonstrations, he hissed at her, "The way your walls quiver on my cock when I push in... and how they try to suck me back in when I back out... it feels so good..." He gave her breast a firm squeeze, and they both groaned together. "You got even tighter when I did that too."

Aida beamed at him and purred loudly. She could not be any happier to hear that her body could supply him with such pleasures. Even more so, when she could be doing this in the most base and animal position. Bracing herself, she rocked backwards in time with his thrusts, and added a little bit more strength to her already automatic reactions, to give him even more. A shiver ran all the way from his cock up to the base of his skull, and Maddox let out another low rumbling growl, "Fuck... you're gonna make me cum..."