"Checkers boy?" one of the men laughed as he pushed her to the ground. "Is that really the best insult your genius intellect can think up?"<br/><br/>Two of the men splayed out her limbs, pinning her down by the ankles, as the third sat on her stomach, weighing her down with his weight. Then his hands roamed over her body. "Nope, no silicon or cyberware here," he announced as he began at her breasts. And in spite of his inspection, he continued to massage them. Even from this angle she could see a bulge in the crotch area of his uniform, and the men holding her legs only tightened their grips.<br/><br/>"Hmmm, they're probably good for other things, too," the man sitting atop her sneered, as he reached down and unzipped his pants. A dark-toned, veiny erection poked out, resting upon her. And then between as he pulled her boobs to the side before squeezing them back again.<br/><br/>The Chessman let out an audible gasp of ecstasy, heard even under his visor. "Oh...wow, these mammaries are something else!"<br/><br/>The man titfucked Alysia as he rocked his hips back and forth, the penis head cresting out at the end of every thrust, just barely connecting with her face before submerging back within the confines of her flesh.<br/><br/>"Don't be too rough with her, I want a turn next!" one of the others called out.