None of them looked strong. Xxnx And then, Leon helped him to his feet and out of his jeans. The guy stretched his legs and then his arms. An entirely different can of worm opened in his stomach. And he would probably beat the shit out of anyone trying to call him names or pull some crap with him. The giant met his eyes, making him turn his head. “Who are you?” Karl asked, pursing his lips. “I’m Leon,” the giant said without releasing Francesco from his hold. For some reason, the blond couldn’t stand Mouse. Francesco snickered. One of them looked like he belonged in a boys’ band, and the other had his hair dyed pink. This one seemed a bit older. “Okay,” he mumbled, “he’s welcome, too.”
“Not only him. He was looking at him now, and the hand on his cock was moving frantically.
