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shaft penetrating her tight sex, but she knew her tension would only make it worse.  As Urgar lunged forward, she let out a slow, deep breath and forced her body to relax.
    His hard stone-age member sunk into the warm, wet embrace of her pussy, and her back arched as she dug her nails into the thick skin of his arms as he met the resistance of her hymen.  Pressure swelled and exploded inside her, and as easily as a finger punching through wet tissue, he broke her.  Pain burst sharp and bright like the new-cut edge of a flint spearhead, and a wordless cry forced its way out of her throat.
    Then he was inside her, tunneling into her unexplored depths, stretching her insides tighter than a rawhide drumskin.  The pain of his initial thrust spread through her in a hot glow, and all the air left her lungs as he filled her with his hard flesh.  In the firelight, black spots danced across her vision as his broad chest pressed down atop her, and she felt a buzzing sensation in her brain.  She gasped for breath, filling her lungs with cool, sweet air.
    The caveman's cock plunged ever deeper, until finally he pushed against her cervix, sparking a bright flash of sensation so intense that Paige could no longer distinguish between pleasure and pain.  It felt as though the tip of his cock might pop out of her mouth, and she pushed against him, urging him to go no further.
    The slick tightness of her passage drove Urgar wild.  The big caveman began pumping his hips with the hungry efficiency of a hunter who didn't know if his next meal was tomorrow or next week.  His huge shaft moved back and forth inside her with the force of a piston in a hot rod, and her breasts swayed with the motion of her body sliding against the smooth rock floor.
    Urgar's hands were everywhere, groping and squeezing.  He rubbed at her flesh, drinking in the unfamiliar sensations of a body untouched by the elements.  Paige knew she was a novelty to him, yet his hands, almost worshipful in their attentions, made her feel beautiful.
    She stared up into his dark eyes, wincing as every thrust roiled the sensations swirling through her body like bellows stoking a forge's fire.  Pleasure and pain were one, and she embraced it all, her slender young body nothing more than a sleeve of flesh for the caveman's cock.  She felt his tension rising with each forceful stroke, and she urged him on, knowing she could only endure so much of this rough pounding.
    At the height of his frenzy, the caveman suddenly pushed himself up, and Paige felt the inside of her pussy collapse as his massive manhood slid out, leaving her aching and empty.  Despite the fear she'd felt only minutes before, she craved him now, needed him back inside her.
    She didn't have to wait long.
    Kneeling atop her, Urgar took her by the shoulder and flipped her onto her stomach, then took her hips in both hands and lifted her ass into the air.  She rested on her elbows, looking back over her shoulder at the giant caveman behind her.  The tips of her breasts brushed against the stone floor, but its coolness couldn't soothe their heat.  Her slit gaped, wet and ready, and he plunged back into it with the same eagerness she felt.  She cried out again as he went deep, and from this angle it felt as though he was taking her virginity for a second time.  His girth touched new places inside her, sparking sensations that made her scream and writhe and wriggle on his cock as he pumped her with vigorous barbarism.
    Each thrust elicited a whine of pleasure now, and though she pleaded in words he couldn't understand, he needed no urging.  His wants and hers were the same now.  He fucked her with savage enthusiasm, throwing himself into the act with abandon.  This wasn't a man worried about his own performance, or football, or his grade on the midterm.  Urgar's primitive brain lived only in the moment, sating the lust he felt with no thought of what might follow after.  The fullness of his cock inside her