‘Holy Crap!’ exclaimed one of Cadee’s girlfriends on seeing Evan’s sudden break from the leg and shoulderlock. Cadee smiled inwardly at big sh...t’s stunning turn of events. Well, if he didn’t want to get hit in the face like that, then he should have made sure that Evan couldn’t have gotten his balance, stood up and used the shoulder lock as leverage to land a haymaker to the chin while big shot was busy trying to hold onto the shoulder, she thought. Now she was smiling openly and cheering her. Oh that reminds me, youwill start having regular checkups there as well to ensure thateverything is ok down there, well everything but your little ballsbecause those are always going to be broken."With that she rolled over onto her back and slid her panties offexposing her beautiful mound, so pretty and neatly framed by a littletuft of fur. Without needing to be coaxed I excitedly slid my facebetween her open legs. "Go slowly, take your time sissy, I want toenjoy this for a while" she moaned. I wonder briefly if he grew up in Europe or something.All those thoughts fly compound in my head when he holds open the passenger door for me and offers me a hand to steady myself as I lower into the car, careful to keep my legs close, as this dress Cat chose stops just above my knees.He pushes the door closed firmly, but doesn't slam it, and walks confidently around to his own door, pulling something out of his pocket. He slides into the seat and has his iPod in his hand. He stops when he. “Do something David! For fuck sake do something! I’m your wife goddamit!” she screamed.“Yeah do something David. Go ahead and do something,” Brin sniggered.David was slim and fit; but gym membership fit, not weightlifter fit. The two bikers had packed-on bulk that was all muscle, no fat; they would tear him apart in a fight.David bowed his head and choked out a sob.“Just as I thought,” Brin chuckled.“Hey David! See that poster there? Did your wife pose for that; is that her ass and legs?” Brin.