"You don't know how long I've waited to have you in my hand, mate. I guess my flatulence was good for something after all, huh?" Killian said removing Peter from his lap. He then tossed the boy to the floor, and before Peter could get up, a pair of manly, muscular buttocks pressed him back down to the ground.
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"Bad form!" Peter exclaimed while sinking his nails into the flesh of Hooks thighs.
"Not really. Now it's time to feed you, Pan..." Hook warned and shifted his bottom until he found the perfect position. Soon Peter was forced to pry his lips apart, making Killian's man hole to get between them. "Hope you're hungry."
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Peter's eyes were full of tears for the way he had to eat the wet fart that invaded his mouth and he tasted Hook's manly stench as it went down his throat.
Hook was enjoying to make Peter swallow his farts, but still wanted to humiliate him further, so he...
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