<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/d9/5e/74/d95e74b4f84e6e1b7385dbf3e651e596.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>Peter Pan<br/><strong>Alias</strong>Little Flying Eagle, Pete/Petey<br/><strong>Location</strong>Training Chamber<br/><strong>Time</strong>Evening: Two Months Ago<br/><strong>Wearing</strong>Hanging upside down, with naught but a jaunty green cap with a red feather in it jammed on his head.<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>El<br/><hr/><br/>Pete still felt like El had her definitions of basics and advanced a little backwards but, he had her cockhead in his mouth now, so he was focussing on that. He squirms a little as she plays with his balls, but decides as he gradually explores her cock with his tongue, getting used to the feel of it, to take her lead, taking his hand off his cap to reach down and begin to awkwardly prod at her pussy, clearly as unfamiliar with that as he was with her cock.