On a warm morning, with a few spare minutes before work, McMudd jumps in the clay pit for a morning wallow. He starts by rolling over in the mud until thickly coated, then strokes himself, feels his muddy feet, sucks his toes a bit, and strokes some more. It feels so good as he piles the clay on his face and head, filling his mouth, too. Stuffing it into his mouth makes him crazy. Pretty soon, he explodes with a load and it's time to clean up. There's a nice shot of his smooth, muddy ass at the end, while he scrapes the luscious clay off his happy body, and back into the pit for next time.