What we do know is that Heinrich must have passed along just about all of our secrets and organisational details as he had pretty much access to every...hing we have." I cannot imagine what these traitors were promised. The Nephilim do not appear very trustworthy," I said, then paled as I remembered Heinrich's torture chamber.Morgana nodded. "Yes, the Nephilim high command, or whatever they call themselves, appeals to the basest emotions in their allies. The prisoner we were questioning finally. Dad was nude below waist. His dick was still sleeping. He had nice dick. 3 inches in sleeping mode and 6 inches when it gets in full tension.Mom touched his dick and asked….Baby, why are you so silent today? It seems that you were tired from your work.Mom just touched dick with her lips and came up on dad’s lips and kissed him. She started chewing his lips. Saliva was getting exchange from each other’s mouth. Momma’s right hand was working on dad’s penis. Dad’s penis had little hairs. It seems. Picking up her bike they begin walking off toward the beach house. “You sure have grown a lot, Abel.” “Yeah, so have you though. I guess it’s been a long time since we saw each other, huh?” “Uh-huh, I think we were twelve when we last met; I remember my friend Jen used to think you were a brat. She just says that because you’re so smart, now you’re getting ready to be a big time author.” “Ha, don’t talk so big of me. I have quite a bit of schooling left to do. I’m probably good. I slowly start to gently knead my testicles with one hand while I slowly work pre-cum over my cock. I close my eyes and begin to picture all the images I have been taking in. As I’m getting close I hear the door open and I jump with fright and turn to look and see the dad from the minivan walk in. Our eyes meet for a moment and then we each turn away. I hear one of the stall doors open and close. I can’t believe the hot dad from outside is now in the stall next to me while I have a raging hard.