I wish I could find you in the mud, and just slog right in and join you. I'd go in with all my clothes on! That way I'd have no way to get clean, and no matter what I'd have to be humiliated being in public all slathered in mud as I go home. My clothes would slip off my muddy body, piece by piece. Then we'd wrestle and squirm all over each other's bodies, cuddling together with our pressed up against each other, our legs intertwined and moving up and down in the mud. What happens next? For me? I'd be ready to go all the way with you.
FUUUCK, i really wish i was there with you, have you coat me from head to toe....eyes coated and even mouth filled with paint..... i rly want you to being a big bucket full of that black chromacyl paint, big enough for me to just dunk my entire head right in....~<3 and get coated under several layers~<3
When I saw this photo I had an instant memory of the very first time I got completely messy in clay mud. It looked just like this and the experience took me out of my body.