Heterosexual Dawn

My rhythm is not as good, As those who do it for quick tips. I am your servant by my choice... Not because I feel a bit desparate! I understand your husband, May be gone for the week. But I am not on call to lust... Or to freak with those who pay my keep! I understand you want to use, My man-ness, To compare to him and complete. But madâme I love this life I live... And you and your mistress, Wish a male companion to give, And share fantasies for three some heat! A heterosexual dawn you request... Although it is a lesbian affair you lust, Under your sheets at best. But your husband will not catch me there, When he returns from his affairs on the streets! I have my own buns to fondle when I'm home. And there my own croissants to eat! Slightly buttered, not too crusty or too sweet!