This took me a while to think about sharing this, but I figure why not.
For a long time, I had a particular fetish of women in mud, preferably, quicksand. I'm big into damsels in distress, and quicksand has been the grandest of them all. I often fantasy a young safari girl lost and alone in the jungle, running away from either a beast or angry natives, and escapes only to fall into quicksand. She struggles for her life only to sink deeper...
Not sure if this is a just another women in mud fetish, or a metaphor of something about life. But this is the one fetish that got me mired (pun attended) with this sort of fantasy.
For a long time, I had a particular fetish of women in mud, preferably, quicksand. I'm big into damsels in distress, and quicksand has been the grandest of them all. I often fantasy a young safari girl lost and alone in the jungle, running away from either a beast or angry natives, and escapes only to fall into quicksand. She struggles for her life only to sink deeper...
Not sure if this is a just another women in mud fetish, or a metaphor of something about life. But this is the one fetish that got me mired (pun attended) with this sort of fantasy.
