To be fair to him, Matty has always been a ‘model’ model, and I have never had any instant to suspect he would break the rules, but that doesn’t...mean it couldn’t happen, so I always re-iterate the rules to him. Now, that being said, as always, I’ll be recording the shoot. Shall we?”He led Hayley up the stairs as always, where she passed the large room at the back and saw Matty inside, wearing just a pair of white boxer shorts like he had for the shoot with Megan, before entering the small room. He had once fucked her for over half an hour like this one time. Sandra had to beg him in the end to finish her off. As he got towards the top of the stairs he realized that there was no point in climbing the stairs quietly, the bedroom door was ajar. “Is that you Ken?” Sandra called out. “Yes, darling,” he replied. “Come and join us for a moment,” she called out. Ken nervously entered the room. It was very rare that he would be called into the bedroom when they were together but when it. The young man was sitting on one of the low beds, his hands held out in front of him. Abigail gasped despite herself, and even the Abbess seemed shocked for a moment. The man’s hands were hideously blistered and burnt.“It was the blacksmith’s fire, Mother Clare,” said one of the men who had helped to bring in the injured boy. “He was reaching for a fresh brand, and he must have slipped. His hands went straight into the fire.”The Abbess at once took charge.“Hot water, ointment, and clean. The door opened and there stood my 15yo brunette niece Rachel looking slightly disheveled and surprised. A look of recognition came over her face and suddenly “Uncle Andy!” she yelled jumping up to give me a big hug wrapping her arms and legs around me as she had done many times in past years. Rachel was wearing a tight black mini that rode up when she jumped up on me. When she slid back down I thought I caught a glimpse of bare pussy before she pushed the skirt back down. She was also wearing.