"<em>AA~ANH! &lt;3</em>"The hacker's voice echoes off the walls as Tzahala hilts herself in his bowels, causing a drop of precum to drop down onto his belly even as the first unbidden tear rolls slowly down over his temple. Of course, the hacker continues to wriggle and scoot beneath Tzahala, trying to 'fend off' her assault... but his fingers curl and slide across the smooth carpet, and shifting his legs only causes his ring-piece to stretch and tighten even further around his Mistress' cock. All in all, his "fighting" just makes things more intense for them both.<br/><br/>But the hacker's struggling comes to a startled stop as Tzahala pins his shoulders to the ground, pinning the 'princess' in place with 'her' knees hovering over her head. For a moment, Cori looks up at her with confusion in his eyes... and then Tzahala starts to thrust, and the hacker's fingers grab hold of handfuls of carpet as 'her' eyes roll back in pure, uncontrolled pleasure.<br/><br/>"Wh-ah?" The thought is barely half-formed as it slips past Cori's lips, but the hacker is too lost to care. Each deep, hard thrust causes him to gasp in pleasure, and Tzahala can already see her princess' cock starting to twitch independently of the motion of her hips... and a thick, shining string of pre-cum connects the head of Cori's sex to 'her' belly.