Our foreheads bump together as we stand nose to nose and I arch my back and push my breasts roughly into hers to force her to move backwards.
“Listen bitch you can just quit with the bullsh*t attitude or you’re going to get stepped on! Do I have a problem? Hell yes blondie! Buy a f*cking clue! My problem is you!”
My fingers curl and straighten and curl again. I want to sink them into that blonde mop and keep yanking until she cries … and then yank some more just for fun.
“You don’t belong on the beach little girl! Go find yourself a kiddie pool to splash around in. It’s more your speed!”
I bump her again even harder and give her a shove with both hands. “Or do I have to make you leave? It will be my pleasure!”
we both push and barge back at each other as both of us try to get a good foothold in the sand but the powdery sand doesn’t help as we fall into each other bumping together.
She crows at me about some problem she has. Bitch I AM your problem i growl. Suddenly i feel her nails tear at my hair as i feel my head rock from side to side. My instant reaction is identical. My nails flash up into her skanky brunette mop.
Tugging at her hsir we find ourselves staggering in a circle tugging and yanking each others hair. Blonde and brunette hair flying as we jerk side to sides. Moans of effort echo around the empty neach.
I manage to pull her onto me, she stumbked towards me face first. Whats up old bitch… no way is this your beach … how about i move YOU along i shout at her . As i pill her onto me i raise my right knee and thud it into her less than toned stomach… slapping her full on in the midriff a smirk beams across my face ….. COME ON BITCH ………
