She smiles and purrs, her heavy breathing slowing slowly, until she is effectively asleep on his arms and coils. Her shaft shrings and slips back into it's scaly sheat, disappearing under the fuzzy scales of her lower belly.<br/><br/>Well, one would say that she has fallen unconscious, rather than asleep, given the limpness of her whole body, save for an occasionnal twitching, and the glazed look of her emerald green eyes.<br/><br/>(Shall we skip wome time? Say, half a day, and restart when you awake her gently?)