Ron was happy to see that Harry’s walks began to take more of his time, as he found himself increasingly unable to tear himself away from Ginny to r...turn to the Room of Requirement.On the morning of the Hogsmeade weekend, Harry was walking down the stairs with Ginny, Hermione and Ron. Harry was paying a bit too much attention to Ginny, and not enough to his own footing, as his foot came down on the edge of a step and he fell forward. Ron, seeing what was happening, jumped down four stairs to. I stroked it. A drop of precum beaded the tip. I had to taste it.“Yes,” Xera sighed as I licked the tip. I gathered up the drop of precum. It wasn't salty or bitter like a human, but sweet, like a flower's nectar. Sophia had mentioned how different Elf pussy tasted.I lifted my cock with my hands so I could lick at the folds of her pussy. My tongue swiped through her nectar, she tasted like a marigold's sweet scent, and slid my tongue all the way up to her shaft. Her precum was a little saltier. We moved into base housing my wife was concerned because she didn't know anyone. I told her to give it time it would happen. I came home one day to a very excited wife saying she had met the nicest young black lady living across the street. I was glad she had found someone she could hang with so I didn't thank anything about it at all. As the days passed she and her new friend spent more and more time together she kept saying how nice they were. Then I came home to realize that I knew this guy. “Don’t go eating all those,” she replied frostily, “they’re for later.”“But l’m hungry,” he protested.“I’ll make you a sandwich in a minute,” she replied.“You’re in a mood,” he said, “are you still mad at me about earlier?”“Ann rang about half an hour ago,” she replied, “Jack was late getting off work and they have been held up in traffic, they were at a service station, they won’t be here now until much later.”“Oh,” he replied, reaching for another sausage roll only for her to slap the back of.