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« Last post by Erin Lee on February 07, 2026, 10:23:58 AM »
This fight is going well, if ya name is Lauren, everytime i think i'm getting a foothold you go and come back with something nastier. Truth be told though, if it comes down to a fight this is the kind i prefer, fighting someone who stretches me...not literally tho that has happened.
So, after that shoulder barge into my right tit that flattened me, i'm back on hands and knees planning to get to my feet. I'm panting, breath coming in big gulps, my back is to you, not deliberately, it's just how it is. I got a bit disorientated is why.
Where was i? oh yes, on my hands and knees when i suddenly feel your hand on the small of my back forcing me flat down in the sand. "Oh f@ck" i groan but get a mouth full of sand for my trouble. You don't do what i expected tho, to my relief, i thought you'd straddle me but you seem more intent on suffocating me by pressing my face down into the sand. I close my eyes...and my mouth and try to rock my head side to side so i can catch a breath.
You change your point of attack, leaving my head, which pops up out of the sand, i spit a mouthful of that blasted sand out, then my eyes widen, my mouth sags open, you have hold of my thong and you are intent on getting revenge for what i did to you a few moments ago. You start to haul on my thong, forcing it deep into my kitty and between my butt cheeks, pulling it up n down, the sand adding to the agony. I cry out in pain but just as i think i can't handle any more of this the thin fabric of my thong tears and comes away in your hand. I'm now totally naked but have never been ashamed of my body. I roll to my back and kick out as hard as i can at your bare chest, trying to buy a lil time and space.