As Kat's toes disappeared into Tara's nipple, she curled up into a ball, her head over her knees. The inside of Tara was warm and wet. Shifting inside her, the walls squelched and squished, finally getting into a comfortable position. Nuzzling into her plush pillow, she closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep.
Dan had successful filled himself back up and was getting pretty tired. Tara, the afterglow doing a number on her cognitive functions, slowly laid back on the bed. Max, in her sleep, skooted herself along with Tara so that she still had her pillow. Sandy had passed out with her butt in the air, her hands having fallen out of her dripping pussy. With everyone asleep or in a mastubation/sex-induced coma, the room went silent.
Max's mom peeked into Max's room. She was carrying a plate of fresh sugar cookies that was meant for the girls. She was chuckled as she saw the state the girls had fallen asleep in. "I guess they wanted to sleep in." she said, looking at the clock. Indeed, it wasn't even 7pm. She tiptoed into the room and placed the plate on a dresser, "I'll just put these here, in case you wake up." With nimble feet, she snuck back out.