Warming The Bed

She's warming up the bed for sir's return;
But, knowing when he's back, there'll be no rest,
She closes both her eyes and does her best
To dream of him; her reveries may earn
Her compliments, if master can discern,
Within them, frail need put to the test;
For he will test her soon; his interest
Is well served by the whore; for she will turn,
Before she sleeps soundly, so she can place
A pillow underneath her waist: he'll want
The deepest penetration of her eager form;
Then she can sleep on, ready for his grace
To penetrate - he'll take her sopping cunt,
While she is fantasising in the warm.