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monstrous beast of a man ramming that thick rod between her slender hips.  Again, fear and desire clashed, but as Urgar's body tensed like a tiger preparing to pounce, she knew it was too late for second thoughts.  She embraced her fear, stroking him harder, urging him on.  Urgar stared down at her hand in astonishment.  Did the females of his tribe not pleasure their men so?
    A moment later, Urgar swatted her hand away.  Breathing hard and fast, he shifted from his squat, kneeling on all fours as he pushed he pushed her legs apart.  He reached between her thighs and grabbed a fistful of her gray athletic shorts, pulling at them.
    The caveman had no idea how to remove her shorts, and Paige cried out as he dragged her bottom across the smooth stone.  She fell back, catching herself on her elbows.  "Wait!" she cried, pushing his hand back.  He grunted, pointing at the shorts, and she hurried to slide them down her thighs.  When Urgar saw how it worked, he yanked them down her calves and tossed them away.
    Paige lay beneath his bulk, her heart pounding in her ears loud enough to be heard even over the rush of water.  Urgar dipped his head, slathering her with wet, sloppy motions of his mouth that were licks more than kisses.  She held his big head in her hands as it moved down past her breasts, past her navel, and lower still.  He sniffed at her crotch and shuddered with eager pleasure at the smell of her damp, hot sex.
    Remembering the feel of his strong mouth at her breast, Paige braced herself for what came next.  Even though she expecting a direct assault, when Urgar's mouth found her pussy, her eyes went wide with shock and she cried out in surprise at the force of his tongue.  Instead of Ben's delicate foreplay, Urgar burrowed into her like a starving man trying to lick the peanut butter out of the bottom of a jar.  His tongue forced her slit apart, exposing the slick pinkness of her folds, and he raked it upward, plunging into her tight virgin hole as he sucked her juices into his mouth.  Meanwhile, the rumble in his throat continued, a steady vibration that shook her clit and filled her with waves of pleasure like nothing she'd ever experienced.
    Urgar's massive shoulders pushed at her shins, and she slipped her bare feet up to rest on his hairy back, but with her legs out of the way, the caveman pressed his lips harder against her, sending a fresh surge of sensation through her body.  Her feet shot out, and her toes curled as her thighs squeezed against his wide skull.
    Urgar growled and shook his head back and forth, slathering her labia with a potent mix of his spit and her own moisture.
    Paige' shifted her hips and forced her legs apart, opening herself to him, but a moment later, the caveman grunted and pushed himself up, heaving her legs off his shoulders with a casual motion of his powerful arm.  His cock jutted from his crotch like a heavy wooden club, pulsing with angry color.  Paige knew he wouldn't wait any longer for what he wanted, and as he heaved himself atop her, Paige cringed.  The caveman was nearly three times her weight, a slab of horny muscle controlled by a brain with a single-minded focus.  She couldn't escape now; her only hope was that he wouldn't smother her.
    His face hovered inches above her own, and his scraggly black beard lay wet against his square chin, his lips glistening with her wetness.  She could smell her own pussy on him, a subtle note of feminine musk beneath the overpowering manly odor of his body.  The mixed scents stirred her desire even further, and when he forced his legs between her thighs, she didn't resist.
    She could feel the weight of his cock press down on her, heavy and huge in its virility.  She braced her arms against Urgar's bulging biceps and felt the tension running through his body as he drew his hips back.  For a moment, he hung suspended, all his energy gathering for the thrust.  Paige clenched her teeth as she thought of that huge