Ron shoved the door of the old WWW shop open, and it groaned, a horrible sound resonating through the dilapidated structure. Lily Potter and Neville Longbottom trailed behind, surveying the run-down condition of the area. The air was heavy with dust, cartons were strewn about carelessly, and shattered glass and doors compounded the chaos.
Ron turned to Neville and Lily and gestured to the mayhem. "Look at this spot and its state. I believe I could handle the cleaning alone."
Lily cast a determined glance around her. "No way, Ron. I'll support you. I still feel bad about the wasted year of your life. In addition, Harry is busy today or he would have participated."
Neville said, "I want to help too, Ron," nodding. "I want to make up for the lack of friendship I have shown you."
Ron smiled at how willing they were. "All right, now. Welcome aboard, mates."
Neville was led upstairs by Ron, who was passing him a box as they began going through the mess. "Neville, please take this upstairs. Would you mind helping me clean the office space up above, Lily?"
Determinedly, Neville took the box and went upstairs. Lily gave a nod, "Obviously, Ron. Let's get this place back in shape."
It was impossible for Lily to avoid thinking back on the past as they ascended the creaking steps. "Ron, you know, I've been reflecting about the last year, concerning all that transpired involving Harry."
With a mixture of understanding and frustration in his eyes, Ron exhaled. "Yes, that was a difficult moment for me. But history is beyond our control. It matters what we do right now."
They arrived at the top floor and went into the dirty office. Ron grabbed a broom and gave Lily another. "Let's begin with the basics. We'll work out the details as we go, so just clear the dust."
Lily swept with diligence and nodded. "I didn't want to say it in front of Neville. but, It appears to me, Ron, that Harry is trying to dodge this. Although I am aware of his job obligations, I believe he misuses them."
"I've also noticed. He always finds a reason to head to his workplace, where he spends the entire day doing nothing. I believe he's attempting to avoid having to deal with this situation." Ron sneered.
Lily grimaced, realizing that Ron was worried. "Perhaps we ought to speak with him. Make him understand how crucial this is to you and to the rest of us."
Ron nodded, grateful for Lily's wisdom. "You're right. I will speak with him. Let's concentrate on cleaning this place for the time being. Harry will be dealt with later".
With the sound of brooms swishing and voices resonating around the dusty room, they carried on cleaning. Inside other rooms, their magic is operating in automatic cleaning and sweeping mode. Up until Lily, perspiring, took off her shirt and showed off her tank top.
Ron's thoughts tried their best to ignore Lily's green eyes and the temptation of her chest. "Are you sweating, I can do up some cooling charm?"
"It's good to get sweaty sometimes, of course," shrugged Lily. Ron was certain he had nothing underneath her tits as she shifted her shoulders, but he couldn't help but notice the wonderful jiggle this time.
Regretfully, he believed Lily could have witnessed that. Ron cursed himself in his head and then pretended not to be detected. "Reality. Lily, you look nice and sweaty. But I can just call Ginny here; you don't have to do all of this."
Lily pointed out that Ron addressed her by her first name once more. She recalled how he 'threatened' to become pregnant with Romilda Vane in order to transform her curvaceous figure into the sensual bombshell that Lily was. That last line, where Ron said Lily was the hottest witch he had ever seen, was something she particularly remembered.
Lily patted his cheek and said, "I know, sweetie. I'm sorry I tried to act like your mother. But I would like to help you". The older redhead believed that should remind Ron of the fact he was talking with his friend's mum. His admiration for her outfit was coming off as a bit of an overt display, Lily had noticed. She idly pondered if, knowing that her "best friend" was fixated on her breasts, Hermione would still suggest she wear it.
"Oh, you're probably right about that, Lily," said Ron, guiding her to the table where the refreshment drinks were waiting for her. "I definitely don't see you as my mother. Not nearly close."
Lily didn't know how to react to that comment. She never would have attempted to take Molly Weasley's place. Even yet, Lily took little offense at Ron's statement that it wasn't even remotely close. If Ron hadn't been holding his hand extremely close to her ass, that's what she would have paid attention to. It was beginning to dawn on Lily that his desire for her went beyond just making Romilda agitated during sex.
Lily was wondering what Ron was doing, but he was doing the same thing to himself. His poor sister was too busy seeing to their OF business to satisfy his lust, but he half expected to get Lily off to her place and ring up Ginny to screw her silly. Furthermore, Ron might conclude that he wasn't testing limits if Lily remained silent. "Have I told you how much I respect all the effort you made to mend me and Harry's friendship?"
Distractedly nodding, Lily said, "It was not all me. You are aware that Hannah, Hermione, Neville, and Ginny were also needed to make it happen."
"That isn't to say I overlooked your effort, Lily." She began to wonder if she ought to come up with a reason to leave. She saw that Neville was missing and that they were the only ones in the room. Lily knew it was now or never as she felt Ron's fingers making tiny circles in her back, each one going closer to the curvature of her ass.
Either Lily allowed Ron to cross the line from which they would never return, or she intervened to halt this before her son was deceived. The stacked redhead went with option number one. Lily sipped a glass of drinks nonchalantly as Ron's hand slid to the top of her arse, caressing the soft flesh in his hand under her short jean pants. She gave him a few of squeezes before asking, "Ron, where are you heading with this? You are aware that I am the mother of your best friend."
"Okay," Ron said, reaching inside her trousers to fully grasp her ass, "but as I said, I won't ever see you as any sort of mother." He leaned nearer to her to retrieve a bottle of orange juice. "For that, I would much rather fuck you."
When Neville crossed the large glass window with a large cardboard package in tow, Lily grinned and waved. She then turned to face Ron. Thanking the table for obstructing her view, she delicately traced the rigid shaft that was developing under her care as she ran her hands over the front of his trousers. "Do your girls not squeeze the sperm you store in your large balls on a daily basis? A few days ago, I witnessed young Romilda Vane being trampled like a Knockturn whore."
When surprise flashed on Ron's face, his cock was as stiff as steel. "You saw that?"
Lily stretched the moist patch left by his precum and massaged her thumb on his head, saying, "I saw the entire thing, darling. I overheard you talking greatly about me as well. Once more, what was it?"
When Lily unfastened him and slipped inside his pants to put her hand just around his cock, Ron let out a grunt. "Is that one of the girls you screwed this morning?" said the voluptuous redhead, gasping as she touched the moisture surrounding his shaft. "Is it Ginny's?" She took his cock out and gave a kiss to his swollen head.
"No, it's your future daughter-in-law's," Ron boastfully grinned. The fact that Lily continued to stroke his cock without pausing added to the excitement of what they were doing, she rolled her eyes thinking he was just being funny.
She swallowed him in fully for a minute, bathing his shaft in her saliva for a minute before taking it out "I'm curious if my son understands the kind of guy you are." When Ron responded by slapping her shelf of an arse and making her breasts jiggle nonstop, Lily leaped a little and let out a yell.
"Well, I doubt if Harry realizes what a total slut of mom he has." With a gorgeous crimson flush, Lily stroked her fingers more quickly, wishing she had two hands so she could better wrap Ron's cock. However, if he made to cross again, Neville would see it as plain as day what Lily was up to. Already, it was a minor miracle he missed them.
Though a tiny portion of his head was screaming at him about just how horrible this was, Ron was too far gone to stop now. But just like the time he lost himself during a sexual encounter with one of the girls, Ron would remain in that state until assistance arrived. There was no way that person would be Lily. Too busy attempting to suck every last bit of sperm that Ron had stashed away in his balls, for her. Ron had no idea that his best friend's mother would be providing him with expert handy work at a dilapidated, ruined building. "Lily," Ron grumbled "You need to help me figure off whereas I'm going to be cum. Since it most certainly won't be in my pants."
Lily kept jerking his cock while staring out the window for a short while before falling to her knees. Ron bit his lip to keep from laughing and held firmly to the table. Shortly as she had retrieved his gushing cock from the zipper, the witch wrapped her crimson lips around it. "Fuck, Lily! You are a raving slut!" Ron growled softly.
Lily Potter gave him a wink and worked his cock with both hands, just the way she wanted to. No matter what amount of time it took to finish the stud, the curvy redhead would be happy to suck on Ron's knob.
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Neville rearranged the boxes in a single location and attempted to concentrate on the task at hand, but he was overcome with guilt about being a lousy friend to Ron prior to the redhead's rise to prominence. Nevertheless, he would stop at nothing to earn Ron's trust again. He dismissed that idea with haste and went outside to find another box.
It was not long before he discovered Ron and Lily in an empty room. Wearing a tank top and short jeans, she looked amazing. That Lily stood so right next to Ron did catch his attention, though. However, Lily saw his attention and smiled as she waved at him, providing Neville with the ideal justification to leave.
The next time Neville passed by, he noticed that Lily and Ron were considerably closer than before, which struck him as odd. Neville felt more and more that something wasn't quite right the closer he went to the room. Lily gave Ron a stern look and startled a little, so Neville was momentarily taken aback. Ron's empty expression became more apparent to him when he noticed her arm moving a bit more quickly.
Suddenly realizing what Lily Potter was doing, Neville swallowed and moved to the side of the window, making himself nearly invisible, then staggered forward to gain a better look. When Neville noticed Lily's thin arm poking beneath Ron's pants zipper, his breath caught. Out of sight, he could see the tremendous size of the cock that Lily was stroking, causing Ron's pant leg to frantically shift with every jerk Lily gave him.
The beautiful witch's crimson lips stretched thin across Ron's huge cock, causing Neville to instinctively raise his hand toward his own thickening cock. The redheaded MILF peered around, seemingly searching for him, before she bent down and bobbed her head. Her expression conveyed to Neville that Ronald was the one in control and Lily was merely a passenger.
When Lily's hands nearly blurred on Ron's shaft while she attempted to squeeze the cum from his balls, Neville suppressed a moan. "Be sure to keep my cock right where it is, Lily!" I need you to maintain my cum inside your mouth for the remainder of the cleaning," Ron said, fisting Mrs. Potter's hair and leaving just the head of his cock within her mouth before with a full throttle he fucked her face hard.
The thought of Harry's mother strolling around with a load of his best friend's seed in her mouth nearly made Neville's legs give out. "Ahh! Ready yourself."
Ready for whatsoever he had in store for her, Lily again hollowed out her cheeks and jerked Ron's cock straight into her mouth. Sadly, she'd misjudged the amount he would dump and forgotten how much baby batter Ronald had loaded Romilda with.
Lily's mouth filled with so much cum that her cheeks soon popped out. And that was just the opening salvo. Lily felt a stream of sperm gently trickle out of her mouth, almost overwhelming her. When Neville saw Mrs. Potter deliberately sullying herself for Ron, he sobbed softly.
Lily attempted not to spill anything, but she was unable to hold back after the third and last shot. Lily decided to swallow the luscious gift and let it to settle in her belly rather than letting more of it escape her mouth.
Neville nearly passed out from watching Mrs. Potter drink down the spunk; his trousers were damp and sticky. He knew they would find him once Lily finished sucking Ron's cock, so he weakly walked away from the window.
Lily opened her lips to reveal the pools of sperm inside, but Ron kept her head in place by holding her hair. "I noticed that you drank plenty of my cum, Lily." She shrugged her shoulders, bringing focus to her tits once more, without denying it. Ron decided to test whether or not her jugs felt just as good as they appeared by sticking his face between them. "I wasn't expecting that I would shoot as much, so I'm going to give you an exemption this time."
Ron scooped the sperm back into Lily's mouth with his cock, then realized they were in the shop with Neville. Neville would undoubtedly discover what he was up to if he continued to drag this out. With a swift motion of his wand, Ron cast two drying and cleaning charms and tucked himself back into his pants.
Ron declared Lily, "I'll checking on ya after cleaning up to see if you have any of it in your mouth," before he departed. "You won't taste this cock again if you don't." Lily took out her wand to enchant a small mirror to correct the cum-streaks off her chin, the destroyed makeup from Ron rubbing his cock across her face, and her disheveled hair from his grip, while she watched Ron stride away with a bounce in his step.
After Lily got herself together, she smoothed her clothing and looked around, her cheeks still slightly swollen from Ron's seed.