Pillow time

Jaune was a bit tired. It had been a pretty **** day so far after all.

He lay on the bed, positioning himself between Winter's legs and laying his head down on her tits.

"Mmh... these feel good" he said aloud. Though Winter wasn't exactly aware of that.

His eyes began to slowly drift shut.

"Master?" Willow inquired.

"Hm? Oh um... just... clean up around her. Do whatever you think needs done..." he sighed, as he slowly drifted to sleep with his head buried between the plush, comfortable breasts of Winter.

As his eyes opened...