When she had held it in her hands earlier it seemed very big! The first raider was now standing with his back to the bed he’d just been thumping her mother to oblivion, Frida had her arms around his neck and he was holding on to her belt. But now, with all the men gone and the women left in the village seemingly all being busy with their own ‘preparations’, Hedviga hadn’t seen anyone walk around since early this morning by the well. With some grunts and groans he grabbed Fridas belt with both hands and started to get out of bed, Frida still impaled on his huge cock! Now that she came to think of it – it would be the perfect place to sleep in the summers… but she had no memories of ever being here in the summers. She noticed how she felt ‘empty’ down between her legs. She must be enjoying it, Hedviga thought. -”But mother…?”, Hedviga started as she crept in under the blanket. A loud moan made its way from deep in her throat and over her lips! As her fingers slipped down through the wet folds of mothers pussy, Frida let out a slow moan and spread her legs a little instinctively in her sleep.
