As I approached the Bridge I noticed others walking in the same direction. Not many, but more than a handful, all clad as I in the heavy hooded winter...caftan. They were men and women of all shapes, sizes and age, all walking in silence toward the Bridge. Two I recognized as exultants. I recognized one scholar and a man I whom I had thought indigent for he was always with the poor. We crossed in pairs, pausing briefly at each of the seven spans, and I paused as well, unsure why, but not wanting. If I can” I replied, not really looking up from my spreadsheet.“Well, it’s like this. I woke quite early, and I heard you and your wife...”I think I blushed a little. We had been fucking, around six, and certainly we weren’t whispering – we had no idea there was anyone in the guest bedroom and nothing would wake Paula. Teresa had shouted encouragement as she came to orgasm – nothing too embarrassing, just that normal “harder” and “ooo yes” stuff, and I suppose I’d done the usual grunts as I. You are such a turn-on to us all!"Prof. Peter: "Stella and Saskia, you had the cheese crackers with my seed. Marina last drops at me?"----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Stella starts second cunning confession: "I more or less move in at him. He's hot when he wakes up.He is horny immediately. All men, I learn later. Morning wood. From full bladder & dirty dreams, I guess ... I am not yet in. Mane unhe lita diya or unke hatho se shuru krdi.Fir dheere dheere m unke pairo par gya or unhe dbana shuru kiya ,unke gore gore pair dekh kr he meera lund khada ho gya or bas unhe b ye pta chl gya lekin unhone kuch nhi kha or vo chup chap leti rhi.Fir unki jaangh par maalish krta hua m upar aya or fir unke upar aake unke hotho p hoth rkh diye or unhe choosne laga.Mko us time asa lag rha tha jase m jannat m pahcuh gya hu or 5-7 minute tk m unke hoth choosta rha.Fir unke nighty k upar se he unke.