Exzenter

I love it with heart and soul
To thoroughly preserve decency
I love it by candlelight
It will be a little painful

I like it unusually hard
Intercourse becomes an attack
I love it even without air
So when the Lord in heaven calls

I love it
And it loves me
I can torment it
Can abuse it
Transcend its limits

I love it
And it loves me
Can mistreat it
Degrade it
Wonderfully on all fours

I love it as God created it
Punishment becomes my profession
Richly endowed with side blows
It has bowed its head to me

I love it without conscience
Harsh words provide comfort
Speech prohibition and swallowing commands
You only love me when I torment you

Insult, spit on
Delight and adorn
Use it extensively and thoroughly soil it