The Sanity of Sanitizing
A Poem by TTBoy
Warning
This Poem is rated Mature and may contain material unsuitable for readers under 18.
Two bottles
with an identical look
identical feel
one grabbed and squirted
in the dark
the smell of mango mandarin
as Mandingo quivered
she stung
as she was stung
although hung
he burned
she yearned
she added more
so she could take more
and when he could bore
no more
he spewed spore after spore
into that sore
forgetting to cover
her lover
it was heaven to discover
as the result oozed from her thighs
the lube was in tact
in the tube
they both were fully
sanitized
Still inside her womb
Kenya again rose from the tomb
plunging time and again wih her cries
But they felt more than alright
until they began to lose sight
just how much they wanted to sanitize
Thank goodness for the extra bottle
that accidentally gave full throttle
some things you just shouldn’t do
in the dark
But seeing Mandingo
isn’t the same as taking the lingo
Something that big will make anybody
Bark
i see what you did there