"It feel's good doesn't it..."  She whispered softly,  slowly her thrusts,  allowing the young woman's hand to explore her dripping slit.  One of her hand's moved to knead the woman's rump, while the other cradled her against her small but milk filled orbs.  Each suck brought fourth the warm substance,  it was rich, creamy,  and tasted almost sinfully good on the tongue.  "Drink your fill Kris...  you need to regain your strength."