I watch Tiffany as she gets back to her feet, trying desperately to hide how bad she's hurting from that kick to her belly. I smirk as she takes off what's left of that top. Swaying her tits side to side as if that is gonna impress me. I start to circle to my right, fists up, slowly closing distance with each step. She acts like she got the better of that first exchange, but we both know she's hurt. As we near eachother's striking distance, I thrust my hands out as if to go for her head. As she brings her hands up to protect herself, I duck under, ramming my shoulder into her gut as I wrap my arms around the back of her thighs. I squat into it, picking her up, twisting, and slamming her back to the sand, leaving my feet while we are in mid air to drive my shoulder with all my weight behind it into her gut as her back hits the sand. Scrambling to my knees, I get ahold of her hair with my left as I rain down a few rights...first to her belly, a good one to that exposed left tit, and one for her face.
