In the heart of a dense forest, a cavewoman named Urraca lived alone. Her body was strong and curvaceous, with large breasts that hung heavy and free. She had long, wild hair that cascaded down her back, and a thick patch of pubic hair that covered her sex.
One day, while Urraca was out gathering firewood, she came across a wounded man named Thoren. He was a traveler who had been attacked by a wild animal. Urraca took pity on Thoren and brought him back to her cave to tend to his wounds.
As the days went by, Thoren’s wounds healed and he grew stronger. Urraca and Thoren spent their days exploring the forest and their nights huddled by the fire. Urraca couldn’t help but feel drawn to Thoren, and she found herself longing for his touch.
One night, as they lay next to each other, Urraca reached out and touched Thoren’s chest. He looked at her with surprise, but Urraca could see the desire in his eyes. She leaned in and pressed her lips to his, and Thoren responded eagerly.
Their kiss quickly grew passionate, and Urraca could feel Thoren’s hands roaming over her body. She moaned as he cupped her breasts, teasing her nipples with his fingers. Thoren’s mouth left hers and trailed down her neck, nibbling and licking as he went.
Urraca’s breath hitched as Thoren’s mouth reached her breasts. He took one nipple into his mouth, sucking and teasing it with his tongue. Urraca arched her back, pressing her breasts closer to Thoren. She could feel herself growing wet with desire.
Thoren’s hand traveled down Urraca’s body, and he slipped his fingers between her legs. She was slick with desire, and Thoren groaned as he felt how wet she was. He slipped a finger inside her, and Urraca cried out with pleasure.
Thoren’s fingers moved in and out of Urraca, and she could feel herself getting closer and closer to the edge. She begged Thoren to enter her, and he positioned himself between her legs.
Thoren entered Urraca slowly, and she moaned as she felt him fill her. He began to thrust, and Urraca wrapped her legs around him, pulling him deeper inside her. They moved together, their bodies slick with sweat.
Urraca could feel herself getting closer and closer to climax, and she urged Thoren to go faster. He obliged, and Urraca screamed with pleasure as she came. Thoren followed soon after, and they collapsed in a heap of sweaty, satisfied limbs.
From that day on, Urraca and Thoren were inseparable. They spent their days exploring the forest and their nights tangled in each other’s arms. And every night, Urraca’s body would be set alight with passion as Thoren’s hands and mouth explored every inch of her.
It was a simple life, but Urraca wouldn’t have had it any other way. She had found her partner, and she was content to spend the rest of her days with him, exploring the depths of their passion and love.
