this was more then just sex or feeding, this was healing, this was comfort and peace she was giving him. she gave what she had to him; be it her warm soft embrace, the bounty of here cyber milk, or the pleasureful confines of her pussy. whatever embarrassment she felt was secondary to helping him and making him feel better anyway she could. her breather were slow but deep as the pink mist of love took her once more. She lost track of things after that, she might have whispered sweet little "i love you's" and cute little moans, but she couldn't remember. She did eventually take his hips in her hands so she could thrust for him trying to give him the pleasure he body wanted along with her milk. Even if they didn't go too fast it still felt good, his cock just so perfectly fitted inside her and was designed to please her no matter what. it may have looked like she was using him for her ow pleasure but it was the other way around she was, even in her haze trying to make him feel good, her pleasure secondary to his right now. she was however swiftly bringing herself to climax range and her breasts were giving their milk at an ever faster rate. She wanted him to cum so that perhaps he might feel better and that it might soothe whatever mental pain he might have.