Her legs wrapping around him to keep her within her gave him a warm sensation that was more than just sexual. He felt a connection to her, having tried to avenge her mistreatment by--<br/><br/>No, no need to go into those thoughts now. Those were notions for when he could afford to be swept up by the strange condition that ailed him whenever he revisited the past hour in his head. What mattered now was that he felt a strong emotional connection to Layla, which he knew from his time with Aisha, only made the sexual aspect of their relationship more amazing. He wasn't sure if the amazing sex had influenced his mind's belief that he felt a connection to her, he tended to think not, that it was the other way around. Either way, he was<em>very </em>happy.<br/><br/>Beyond her legs wrapping around him, her arching back and flexing of her pussy against his hard cock made his reflexes kick in, pushing deep into her in conjunction with her own movements. He gave a gasp of sheer bliss, eyes widening before closing for a moment. With a long exhale, he nodded rapidly and said, "Yes...a hundred times yes..." in response to her last question. He raised himself off her slightly, as even if he did gather his stamina to be in a dominant position again, he'd want to try another one regardless. He enjoyed variety in a day's lovemaking, often in who had more control over the movements as much as anything.<br/><br/>"Do you have a favorite angle?" He heard himself say, his cheeks still tinged with red. it was a candid question, and one he was genuinely curious about, though he had little idea of the most appropriate way to phrase it. Not that it mattered, since his stimulated mind had simply blurted it.