Galla cried out in pain as he slipped his cock in her tight passage. "Oh, Gods above and below!" She gasped, not believing how on earth his immense cock would ever fit in her unused pussy. She writhed, this time not in an effort to escape him, but in an effort to receive him. Her eyes, which had been closed shut until then were now open and bulging. She had nothing to hold onto, and though he offered plenty of support, her weight was still pushing her down, slowly forcing her to open around the impaling shaft.<br/><br/>And when she thought that there would be no more pain, she was wrong. The bulging head of his cock reached the tender barricade of her hymen. Time seemed to slow down, and Galla felt every shy rivulet of blood escape the tight confines of her pussy. As he broke through, she yelled, her voice echoing in the deserted cellar. Tears came flowing down her cheeks and she grabbed at his arms for support.