Cori freezes like a deer in headlights as Tzahala's finger works its way around his, teasing the sensitive little nubs of flesh that make up his "breasts" before the runner leans in. Already, Tzahala can feel the goosebumps spreading across his flesh in waves... and his reaction only gets more intense as the woman's tongue brushes across his earlobe. One part jump, and one part shiver of pleasure... but whatever the cause, the woman can tell she has her princess' full attention as his hips smack down against the carpeted floor.<br/><br/>Of course, the hacker's "attention" quickly escalates when Tzahala entangles his legs with hers, raising him ever so slightly off the ground and causing his cock to bounce against his belly even as she zips her own pants down. As always, Cori's eyes widen in shock when 'she' sees Tzahala's cock so hard and ready to go.<br/><br/>"M-miss Sao... that... it's..." Nervousness creeps back into the hacker's voice as he starts to scoot back... only to be stopped mid-wiggle by the runner's hands on his thighs, holding him in place as she begins to taunt and tease him. Of course, his wriggling has its uses for the runner... for example, it causes his shaft to grind pleasantly against hers for a brief moment, and it gets the head of her cock nice and slick with a mixture of his and her pre-cum. And all his twisting and turning only makes things that much<em>tighter</em>as she thrusts the head of her cock past his ring-piece and into the warmth of his ass. "Nnngh! It's... so much...! I... I..."<br/><br/>The hacker's back arches up again... but all that does is slide Tzahala in further as his hips fall back down, bouncing his ass against the metal of Tzahala's thighs. As he lets out another loud gasp of bittersweet pleasure, the Runner notices the first little beads of moisture forming in the corners of the hacker's eyes.<br/><br/>"AH! Y-yes, I do..."