Joy Inside Out Lewd

>Not finding Joy late at night, frazzled and stressed attempting to plan how to make up for an upsetting last day
>Not seeing right through her hasty protests that she's fine and you should go back to sleep
>Not firmly taking her in your arms in a hug that both radiates with your empathy and unassailable intention to help her relax
>Not gently drifting your hand down to her crotch and feeling the pulsing thickness of her cock
>Not having her shyly explain that she sometimes gets horny when she's stressed
>Not staunchly ignoring her protests that she has work to do and pulling her down to sit in your lap as you pull up her skirt
>Not holding her thin body and pert ass-trembling with all her nervous energy-against your chest and groin as you take her cock in your hand and begin stroking her badly neglected rod
>Not feeling her breath become frantic as you whisper lewd things against the back of her neck
>Not having her reply with mounting excitement as her worries begin to melt into a haze of pleasure
>Not feeling her whole body spasm in your arms as she begins to climax
>Not rubbing her climaxing ladydick with mad intensity, only wanting to give her as much pleasure as you can
>Not having your retinas bleached by the sheer brightness of her sunshine cum as she chokes out your name
>Not settling back with the completely serene Joy in your arms, absorbing the warm afterglow of Contentedness until morning.
>Not being approached during a calm moment the next day and have Joy grab your butt and promise to return the favor next time she's on Dream Duty.