John Marsh surrenders his body to some deep, silky, black quicksand. As he begins sinking, he realizes how good it feels on his body, so he allows himself to continue sinking. The soft, silky mud caresses his body like a liquid lover. He responds with gasps and moans, as the bubbling goo responds by pulling him deeper. Eventually, he discovers he cannot escape, but he's not even sure he wants to.

John Marsh surrenders his body to some deep, silky, black quicksand. As he begins sinking, he realizes how good it feels on his body, so he allows himself to continue sinking. The soft, silky mud caresses his body like a liquid lover. He responds with gasps and moans, as the bubbling goo responds by pulling him deeper. Eventually, he discovers he cannot escape, but he's not even sure he wants to.