She didn’t want to be this unprepared when the raiders came. When Hedviga pulled her leg up to be able to get even closer to her mothers body, her upper thigh came in between Fridas slippery wet thighs and bumped against the hard wooden thing she had wedged in there. Hedvigas mother, Frida, was the envy of all women in the village. All that could be heard through the raiders grunting was Fridas own pleasure ridden grunts that indicated that she was hardly in control of her body anymore! Hedviga glanced over to where Frida was fixing with the pot and pouring water into a cup. They spoke some words and Hedviga thought it sounded like they both had their attention on her ravished mother, so she dared to open the blanket a little, to see what was happening. Frida also undid her own linen cloths and with some trouble pulled out the huge wooden stick she had been walking around with! The wood in her hand looked very big as she held it to her slit down there between her legs. The fact that she was lying there, hard pressed into the mattress and with no possibility to move or fend herself made it so much more intense! Frida let out a massive groan of lust! With a sudden ease the
