Wamlanta

What's your love language? redbubble.com/i/t-shirt/Pie-… #Sploshing #KinkWear #FetishClothing #Pie

Right in the face!

Happy birthday to me🎂🎁 I get to be the cake and the wrapped present! Updates 1341 & 1103 on SandraSilvers.com

@liliclumsy Me too

Have you helped your friends today? #wam #sploshing #pies #piedintheface #Fetish #kink #gunge

パイ投げ😊 パイ投げとはこれよ😉 人生でこんなに全身パイまみれになることないでしょう⭐️とっても楽しいらしいw

@cherrmrsssi LOL, absolutely not, leave us sploshers out of it. It's not sploshing and has nothing to do with it.

He makes this type of content not for rage baiting but for people who have sexual kinks such as sploshing and...well I'm sure you can guess the other one. In short, he's a pervert.

@djrowlandsamuel Bring your stretchy pants.

This time next week I'll be en route to Houston to link up with mates & celebrate Thanksgiving for the first time ever 😎😁

@daimfb16 素晴らしいですね！あなたの作品が大好きです。

🩱🥧 （反応良ければ動画も‥） #メッシー #パイ投げ #wam #wetandmessy #スク水

Une tendance insolite attise la curiosité en ligne : le sploshing. Cette pratique mêle plaisirs charnels et mets gourmands, et suscite de nombreuses discussions. Voici ce qu’il faut savoir pour comprendre ce phénomène qui intrigue autant qu’il amuse. ➡️ l.melty.fr/wFk

Today was a #messy day! #sploshing #pied #wetandmessy fetish jade at UMD.net

@Fetish_Factory Good morning to y'all!

Good morning! I hope today is a good day for everyone! #wetlook #slime #messy #wam gagon.com

Non-consensual sploshing isn't cool. If your instinct after vowing to love and cherish someone is to do this, you're a dick. If you're a splosher, use the moment for an unspoken "these people have no idea what we're going to do with cake later" moment. Intimate, honest, & sexy.

@BecomingCritter @preseedcultist You know, the Member Mob, the Schlong Squad, the Shaft Syndicate, the Dong Deligation, the Pecker Posse, the Phallus Fellowship, the Cock Collectice, the Johnson Junction.

@preseedcultist the penis community ??

if this is true i’d be surprised if it weren’t just guys losing fupa fat

@PennyBanksWAM Dedication pays off. I'm very happy for you.

After I proposed four times

Twice actually, really

@PennyBanksWAM You got married? Congratulations!

making PIV sex gender affirming for my wife & I by referring to it as pegging and freaking out that liking it makes me gay

@bbwwhore30 Holy shit. I'm so sorry; nobody should have to deal with that.

This man turned up at my door again today. Using a different number. He hid behind the wall so I couldn’t see him. I opened the door thinking it was house keeping and he pushed his way inside. He’s threatened to kill me and that he knows where I am.

@drsuzy @GregoryScaff @GasmaskGirl_ @carlsheh325 @PleshawHartley @proxyparty247 @PARTSWHORE @AristocratsFilm @filangieri @HOLobkowicz @stankent I'm so very sorry for your loss.

Max is gone 💔 My Great Love left his beautiful, long-suffering body yesterday at about noon PST, though I’m not sure of the exact time because I was crying too much to notice drsusanblock.com/rip-max 😢 Honestly, I am crying too much to post this, but I want to honor my darling Mickey now and forevermore. Prince Maximillian Rudolph Leblovic di Lobkowicz di Filangieri, aka Capt’n Max, aka Mickey, aka Michael, aka Massimilliano, aka Massimo, aka Xam Paris, led an extraordinary life – over 81 years of romance, revolution, art, theater, publishing, erotica, reader-written media, pro-bonobo activism, international intrigue, fearless freedom-fighting and endless love – so much bright and radiant love. For 33 years of marriage and 40 years of friendship, Max lit up my life like a fireworks show, a candlelit romance and a fiery rally for free speech combined. Max lit up many lives besides mine, and I’ll try to tell some of those amazing stories at another time. Right now, I just have the wherewithal for the basics. As many of you know, Max suffered a major ischemic stroke on May 19, 2024, and since then has struggled with many medical complications, including severe mental and physical disability. But he was still (and always will be) the light of my life and also lit up the doctors’ and nurses’ days and nights with his funny faces, made-up songs and occasional pearls of wisdom burbling up through the rough seas of aphasia (aka Maxolalia). I tried to support Max’s natural charm by showing them some of the many magazines he published and a few of our shows (the PG ones).Despite the inherent and sometimes deadly failings of the American Medical System (which I could complain about and have), most medical personnel treated Max like the VIP he was. And yes, we had good times – even some great times – in his horrible final year. More on that later. Then on Friday, Max’s blood pressure – which always used to be high – dropped precipitously, his sodium levels plummeted, his kidneys failed, his heart stopped and would not restart despite heroic attempts, and then suddenly my Great Love was gone. I’m no necrophiliac, but I kissed, hugged and wept over his still beautiful, but oh-so-ravaged body until it grew cold and hard as an ice sculpture, and the morgue technicians took him away. Naively, I asked if I could go with him, and gently as they could, they refused. All I could think was (and still is) I miss him so much! I’m told that this is normal and to be expected, but it doesn’t feel “normal” to me, as this grief is greater than any I’ve ever felt. I wish I lived in one of those cultures where the weeping widow throws herself onto her husband’s funeral pyre and goes up in smoke along with him. Last night, I wanted to die in my sleep and join him somehow, but I couldn’t sleep, so no such luck. I am still here, and Max is not. I managed to make it through the night to today, the first day in many decades that I can’t see my beloved husband, touch him, inhale his delicious essence or hear his voice – except in my mind, which isn’t much for a pro-bonobo Epicurean like me. The only thing that keeps me from falling apart right now is a desire to honor Max’s memory, his remarkable life, his historic contributions to free speech, publishing, radio, TV, art, activism, erotica, reader-written media and the Bonobo Way, and to our love, our Great Love. I will try to do that over the next few days, weeks, months and pretty much throughout the rest of my life, and yes, there will be an amazing memorial, but for now, here are a just few photos… in sickness and in health – and in love. Always in love 💖 drsusanblock.com/rip-max 👈🏼 RIP Capt'n Max: Nov. 8, 1943 - May 13, 2025 #DrSuzy-Tv Photos by @AlexSaglimbeni & @JuxLii 📸Post-Stroke Pix by Me🖤

@Hure_Maxi @BrookeMessyWAM Yw

@wamlanta @BrookeMessyWAM Thanks! ;)

@Hure_Maxi @BrookeMessyWAM Most gunge is made with either food or cosmetic grade thickners. You wouldn't want to drink it, but it won't kill you.

@BrookeMessyWAM I was always wondering: is this gunge/slime you use somehow dangerous @BrookeMessyWAM ? Like when you accidently swallow some e.g. or when you get in into your pussy or ass?🤔 Because I would love to try as well, just not sure how much attention you need to give to that aspect...

Hope your all having a messy week😈

女性を生クリームまみれにする😊