In the dimly lit room of a Days Inn, a horny man, unseen but heard, begins his late-night ritual. The sound of a zipper descending echoes through the room as he frees his throbbing cock. He strokes it slowly, his breath hitching with each pass. The scent of his pre-cum fills the air, a heady musk that drives him on. His grunts of pleasure mix with the sound of his hand working his shaft, building to a crescendo. He curses softly, his body tensing as he spills his load, the sound of his cum hitting the floor a satisfying end to his solo performance.