Lost in his solitary world, Chiha 49 worships a pair of stockings, his eyes glued to their seductive lines. He runs his hands along them, feeling the soft material, his heart pounding in his chest. His hand finds its way to his crotch, pressing against his throbbing erection. He pictures the stockings on a leggy vixen, her heels digging into his back as she rides him, urging him on. His strokes quicken, his breath ragged, until he spills over, his body shuddering with release.