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Was she feeling the same feelings as Hedviga? Hedviga had just thought of it as natural. It was still somewhat cold in the late spring air, so she had three layers on. It was still blonde, but not as light as the hair on her head. She pulled up her dress skirts. Very soon her mother was breathing heavily and pressing down hard on the back of Hedvigas head. Frida moaned in pleasure and pressed Hedvigas head harder into her breast! The women that fled to the mountains would bring all the valuables with them, that way saving some of the riches of the village. Hedviga herself was gushing, she had to force herself not to move a hand down between her own legs to not be detected. Behind the wall there were their sleeping chambers. Hedvigas mouth was so close to Fridas engorged nipple that her lips grazed it. Well, her mother had Hedvigas head in a tight grip and clamping her legs together over Hedviga in a futile attempt to resist it from pushing at the wooden poker in her.