She opened her legs for us. Now Sam and I both had easy access to her wet cunt. She became so hot that she forgot to pick up her panty. The waiter was watching all this. He could see the panty on the floor. The waiter had replaced our drinks and was coming towards our table.
Once again, her eyes locked on the panty. He came and placed the drinks on the table. Then he took a cloth and bent down to clean the previously spilt drinks. While cleaning the floor, he took the panty and kept it in his pocket. Anamika was too hot to notice, and we enjoyed the cock massage.
After getting rid of the panty, she could not control herself. The whore in her was coming out. She kept her lips on the straw but was not sipping it. She was concentrating on making us cum. After 5 more minutes, both of us came together in her hands.
Anamika was on the path to becoming a total slut. She collected the cum in one hand and then picked up her glass and lowered it under the table. Then she dropped all the cum in her drink, mixed it with the straw and threw the straw away. Next, she drank all of it in one go.
Sam, the other boys and I were watching all this. After drinking it, she said, “Happy now?”
Me: You made me happy or satisfied yourself whore? Let’s go now.
I called for the bill, but the waiter was nowhere to be seen. I had to ask another waiter.
Sam: Come on, Anamika, pick up your panty and let’s go.
Anamika looked down, but the panty was nowhere. She said, “Who has taken it? Tell me.” Everyone said that they had not taken it. “I think the waiter took it,” One of us said.
On hearing this, a wicked plan to take her to the next level of slutness came to my mind. Till now, her body had been enjoyed by all known people. But today, she will satisfy a stranger.
Me: Anamika, I want you to go and get your panty from him. I will be on call with you if in case you need help. But I am sure you will get it.
From inside, she also wanted this. She was burning with desire. She needed a cock in her mouth. I could see a faint smile on her face when I said it. She was trying to resist and said
A: You just got rid of it. Leave it. I have a lot more. I, anyway, rarely wear panties. So let it be.
Sam: I will go with you to find him. Don’t talk too much and come with me.
Anamika was getting what she wanted. But still, to show, she showed some disappointment and agreed to go. Both of them took one earbud each and started walking away. We feasted our eyes on her ass as she walked away. They went towards the back alley where the washroom was.
They stopped at the corner, and Sam called me from Anamika’s phone.
Sam: He is masturbating on the panty. What is to be done? He will not give it to me. Only she can get it.
Anamika was listening to all this.
Me: Listen, my whore, go and get your panty at any cost. And Sam, you come back.
That’s exactly what Anamika wanted. Now she will be alone with the waiter.
Sam took out his earbud and gave it to Anamika while she was busy watching the waiter jack off. She probably was looking at his dick. She started tiptoeing towards the waiter.