Tricolored Unitard

I had found a sheltered glade near the village of Ejby for my lunch break, and before continuing I was lying down enjoying the sun. It was a very nice feeling of the sun shining on my crotch, but when thinking of taking advantage of the situation the genie struck again. It was impossible to get a hand inside the unitard as my thighs were too muscular to leave any excess room, the orange band of the unitard effectively closed off access below my chest, and the armpits were too tight for getting inside here. Thus I could only touch myself through the smooth lycra layer.