She was bra less and her crotch was completely covered in bushy hair. She was actually, slim, shapely with a firm 38 dd bust. Lora saw him looking and...said, “cook! I have to go find the woman I use to be”. Nearly an hour later, Lora came out wearing a ¾ length over sized white cotton T-Shirt. She dug through her Fatigue Jacket and returned to the bathroom. She came out a Clean, new woman. Tim complimented her and she blushed. He question her about her bundle and she said, that he hadn't. I wanted to touch her, feel her, please her. I needed to be felt, and pleased. I sighed loudly.What is wrong Sis? Pam askedOh... Ummmm... Nothing. I stammered. I could tell by the expression on her face that she was not convinced. She slowly stood, holding her hands out toward me. I also stood, unsure of what was going to happen, but willing to let Pam be in control of the situation.She grasp me firmly, pulling me close. Her moist lips only inches from my own. Her firm tits pressing hard. She giggled and directed me the best way to get full streams of milk and soon enough I was going like a newborn on this milk filled wonders. I don’t know how long I was sucking on her tits, but was snapped out of my trance by a loud scream and realized she just had a huge orgasm. I released the amazing milk fountain and took in the amazing sight of her with one hand on her clit and the other squirting milk from the other nipple. She collapsed after she had another orgasm and was sprawled out on. “Pull them aside,” I told her. She quickly pulled her panties to the side so I could drive my tongue deep into her sweet wet paradise. Her body responded immediately to my touch and her hips starting moving with my tongue on cue. “Oh yes, Dan, don’t stop! Oh, God, please don’t stop,” she screamed. I had no intentions of stopping. Not until I at least got to taste her sweet pussy cream. “Does that feel good,” I asked her between licks. “Hell yes, it feels good,” she screamed. I drove my tongue.