Awakening to the Nevada sun, Reno finds himself alone in his hotel room, the previous night's debauchery a blur. As he rises, he notices a stranger's lingerie draped over a chair, a trail of lipstick-stained glasses leading to the bathroom. His cock stirs as he remembers the nameless, faceless woman who'd joined him in his carnal dance. He strokes his morning wood, the scent of her perfume still lingering, imagining her wet, eager mouth enveloping him once more.