This beautiful woman stood before me dressed head to foot in Becky's school uniform, her maroon blazer and red tartan school-skirt and even her daught...r's school tie hanging loosely down the front of the girl's blouse. Her much fuller breasts strained against the buttons of the crisp white shirt. The only additional touch was a pair of white ankle socks with frilly lace tops emerging from inside her high black stiletto heels and her hair, which was in girlie bunches. She stood like a little. She took off her blouse and slipped off her skirt and stood there in her tan pantyhose and heels, exposed for them to see. She told them they could wank but not touch her and she lay back on the bed and began to play with her pussy and nipples. They moved one either side of her kneeling on the bed, both wanking their cocks. One of them got as close as he could to her tits and as he stroked his cock it touched her tit. She looked at me her eyes asking how far she should allow them to go. It was. E. Matthew, Swamy and Roger went to club to have drinks and relax.Okay brief about three Matthew was an Australian white skinned guy who is staying in New York since last 3 years after his divorce. Swamy is originally from Tamil Nadu but is green card holder and Roger was Mexican who is working in States for about a decade. Since all three of them knew city very well and also due to our corporate tie up we landed in one of the best club in area with VIP access.So we did what group of boys do. “Come on, Krissy,” his voice was almost a growl, his restraint stretched thin. “Give up. I can already see your rock hard nipples through your slutty…little….dress…” Excitement raced through me as I refused to answer, struggling lamely against his hold, wondering what he would do about it…I barely dared to breathe, feeling that violent potential all around me. My eyes flicked to the washer and dryer…so convenient, really, to shove me down, yank up my dress and—He stepped away from me and my.