The third day he was awake the doctor asked what he wished to be called. "I feel like I am known as Mark" he replied. The doctors pushed gently for a ...ast name, but he said nothing else. So he became Mark, which in truth was his middle name.The damage to his body was healing but his face was malformed, surgery made him look normal again.Soon it became apparent that he was going to continue as he was for the duration. When the hospital could do no more for him he was sent to a psychiatric rehab. She gave a pouty look which made me smile.I moved to the foot of the bed and began rubbing her feet. I stroked each one of them hard and steady feeling the muscles relax as they were touched. I knew this massage would end but I wanted to add to her desire with some teasing and denial. I lifted her legs and placed her feet on the bed. I saw that she was rubbing her clit. I told her to move her hand or the massage would be over. It would be my job to rub her clit later. This lady was ready, but. Buster's back end began to pump his cock into her ass hard and fast. That dog was fucking faster than any man. I was standing behind Mary and crouched down along with Alison and a couple of guys watching the action. I saw a bulge grow on Buster's cock. It was his knot and it quickly grew to the size of a softball which the dog suddenly thrust into Mary's ass hole. She screamed at the intrusion and came hard. Buster's motions were not as far in and out now but still were rapid as he filled his. She continued to compliment him on his body. She said that she rarely has a client that is a fit as him. Her typical client was old and fat, and oh the worse was hairy, hairy, hairy. Her clients that were old India business men had the hairiest backs, and she just disliked massaging them. She said she would never massage them without draping them. Michelle went on to say that a beautiful body like Jack’s should never be draped. For the next hour and a half he received the best Swedish massage.