-”This will give us some privacy…”, she whispered. The wooden member, deeply embedded in her oozing slit! The heavy steps made their way to Frida and an unsettling growl was heard. She was lying on her belly and her legs were spread widely and held into place! Frida’s thighs relaxed and let go of some of its pressure that was forcing Hedvigas legs wide open. Her thighs were all shiny already… which also stirred something in between Hedvigas slippery thighs. You’re the one that needs the practice, not me!”, she giggled in the most girlish voice Hedviga had ever heard her mother use. -”I’ve already begun my preparations.”, Frida smiled and folded her dress away to the side. It sounded like another one of the raiders. As it did, her hole tried to grasp after it, as to hold it in… but in its weakened and exhausted state it was powerless to do so.
