“Don’t worry, Pao knows,” he answers my unspoken question. Adam moans and puts his hand over mine to press it firmly against his hard cock. His eyes bore into mine, and I realize that this is not an accident. Then my body shakes another time and my vision gets blurry. Slowly Pao’s hands appear in my downward gaze, and he reaches for my shorts. What will Pao do when he comes? I unhook my bra and Adam slips it over my shoulders with the top back. Now it’s going to happen, whatever has to happen. I come and come continuously. Adam looks fascinated at my trembling body and takes his hand from my mouth. I want to reach down and hold his head there, but Adam won’t let go of my hands. That’s a good sign I hope. He slowly opens my arms like a doll. Adam’s large hand rested on my stomach, which he stroked, lost in thought. I just don’t understand, why he is leaving Pao alone on his Birthday.
