“Yes Shekhar. Fuck me. Fuck me hard. You bastard. Fuck me hard” I moaned. I was beyond control. All I could feel was his penis thrusting inside me... – harder and harder. Deeper and deeper.My hips thrust up against him and Shekhar’s strokes were getting shorter but more powerful.Shekhar bent down lower so that his body was now on mine. His face came over my breasts and he kissed them hard, moved up and kissed me. His hands were holding my hands spread out away from me.He was now making animal. Since I'm not in too good connection of my family I didn't really care too much about it, and as my mother told me on the phone, boys will be boys. But anyhow I got told that I could expect a a week long stay on the hospital after the operation, which again was ok for me. Furthermore I didnt need to work. When I got to the ward I found out I was going to share my room with a other patient, a typical 2 men-room with only a curtain between us that we could drag away if we wanted to talk. The. At lunch she met Maureen, her best friend whom she'd known since high school, and the two of them walked by the admiring stares and whistles of some construction workers to a favourite grassy spot for lunch. A little white dog ran right over Janey's legs, but otherwise they were pretty much alone."You know that guy Terry," Maureen said in between bites."Mm-hm." I finally got together with him, yesterday. Just before supper in his boat in the private lake around Rymer Island, you know?" Mm-hm.. And damn I was feeling good. Then a slight push forward and I was on my hands and knees, doggy style. "Good boy, good boy.", Marcus said, and patted my head. They tossed a stick out a couple of feet and said "Fetch boy." I fetched. Picking it up in my mouth and then turning around and brining it back. They tossed it out again, farther this time, "Fetch boy!". "Now, come now.", I started to say, when wham! I was hit with a shock to my neck from the training collar. I hadn't realized it was a.