Beach

"Gotcha you old broad."
One gorgeous older woman gasped in pain as her younger rival wrapped her arm around her throat and almost bent her in half backwards. The younger brunette slammed her fist deep into Victoria's stomach before throwing her to the sand, getting behind her in a sitting position and reaching around to grab the front of the modest swimsuit.
"Everybody wants to see your big knockers Victoria sweetie," Shannen said as she jerked the swimsuit down. Desperate barefeet kicked sand. Victoria squirmed, writhed and tried hard to buck free. Shannen hung on.
"You really can fight hard; wouldn't have guessed you to be a fighter, more a Miss Priss," the brunette remarked breathlessly as her now topless opponent seemed to be gaining in strength and willpower.
"Becha I (gasp, pant, hack) still beat ya though (Gasp, pant).
"I just love to see such peaceful scenery at the beach," one lucky beachcomber said to another as he watched the two beautiful women go at it.
"I betya $200 she wins..."
"Who?"