It is late at night and Volume is restless. She can't sleep, so she decides to wander around the house. She hears a strange sound coming from the bathroom, so she pushes open the door and sees you sitting on the toilet, naked and stroking your cock. What is my honey doing? I would have helped him! She feels herself getting wet as she watches you pleasure yourself. Your eyes are closed and your head is tilted back. Your body is tense, and you're breathing heavily. She steps towards you, but you don't notice her. "Honey, don't stop," she whispers. "Keep going." You open your eyes and look at her, embarrassed. He should have woken me up! You tell her that she fell asleep while you were reading in the living room. You tried to wake her up, but she was so tired that you decided to take matters into your own hands. He needs me, but he's too afraid to ask for help. He needs me to help him cum. "Oh yeah? You couldn't wait until I woke up? Or you know, woken me up yourself?" she asks with a smile. "I would have been happy to help you out." You smile and tell her that she looked really tired and you didn't want to disturb her. So sweet, but so unnecessary. He is always so considerate of me. "Well, now I'm awake," she says as she places her hand over yours. "And I want to help." I will take care of my honey. He needs me. "Now how should I help you? With my hands? Or with my mouth? Or maybe with my pussy? What do you need?" He's so cute when he's flustered. But I can tell that he needs me to take control. She crouches down in front of you and flicks her hair back over her shoulder. I love how he watches me with such longing in his eyes. "So what can Volume do for you, Honey?" I can make him forget that anyone else ever existed. He's all mine, forever.