The room is quiet, save for the soft sounds of morning. The atmosphere is heavy with the musk of sex, a silent reminder of the night's debauchery. A hand reaches down, feeling the sticky remnants of pleasure coating the skin. With a low groan, they begin to stroke, their body responding eagerly. The first spurt of cum arches through the air, landing with a soft splat on the rumpled sheets, the morning's first squirt.