Well, you never know who will drop by. I love to always look my best.” “You're so beautiful, Mrs. Wallace. You’re like the prettiest mom I ever...met.” “You’re just being nice. But thanks for the compliment. You look really good dear. Those are the boxes that need to be put in the attic. Let’s go inside and you can hold the ladder into my attic, and I’ll put the stuff away." We walked inside and went to the pull down attic. I pulled down the stairs and then walked up them. Now, I wasn’t wearing. Her cold, wet nipples poked me in the chest every time she inhaled. We both were a sweaty disheveled wreck and we reeked of sex.‘It was a moment that I will never forget.’I do not know how long we stood there holding each other, but it was a while.Finally, she said, “I need a shower, I am gross.”I did not agree with that assessment.She walked over slowly and slammed down a glass of water. She grabbed the other and headed down the hall.I assumed that the bathroom/shower was there.I shouted,. But Harry had heard her, he turned towards her and smirked at her. Bending down a bit, he grabbed the big boobs of Hermione's mother weighing them up."Merlin they are heavy." Harry commented. "Think you are going to get as large as her?" Please Harry." Hermione begged. "Not mum please, you can fuck me if you want." Don't tell me." Harry shrugged weaving her hand through Jean's silky tresses who smiled at him. "Tell your mother, she's the one who barged and started sucking me."But Hermione's. Intel told me if you idiots really came for the Tanvar building, there’d be a lot more of you.”The man smirked, and wiped the corner of his mouth with his knuckles, like a boxer might after a fight. He had the scars of a street fighter, including a nasty one on his lip, probably from a fist busting it open badly enough to require stitches. Those were things he’d gotten when he’d been kine. Hell, Jessy got into a lot of fist fights when she’d been kine, and she didn’t have a quarter of the scars.