In the quiet of his home, Tela Sire's body aches for release. He slides into a form-fitting, shiny nylon romper, the material clinging to his curves like a second skin. His hands explore the romper, tracing the zipper down to his groin, where he finds his cock already hard and eager. He teases himself, rubbing the nylon against his sensitive flesh, the friction sending jolts of pleasure through him. His breath hitches as he imagines a secret lover watching him, his strokes becoming more urgent, more desperate. The romper rides up, giving him full access to his cock and ass, and he takes himself to the edge, his body tensing, ready to erupt.