Eleanor has lived her entire life being pampered in a spacious manor in London, England. Though she wants for no physical possessions, her heart aches...for a freedom that thus far has been denied to her. After all, an English noblewoman has expectations, and hers' come in the form of a young man named Charles Tarell. Charles Tarell is Eleanor's betrothed, and is the eldest son of a wealthy member of the East India Company. Their betrothal is meant to seal a partnership between their fathers,. She was trembling now and her heart was beating rapidly in her chest. She hadn't planned on enjoying this, but now that she was, she wasn't going to resist the pleasure of his touch. She was becoming lost in it and likely would have just sucked him off if he hadn't suddenly groaned."Oh, God, that's enough. I'm going to come if you don't stop."Wordlessly, Mallory rose and quickly slipped her panties off. Then she straddled him on the front seat and guided his hot thickness into her body."Oh,. I woke early morning and looked over at mum who was sound asleep; quietly I slipped out of bed, put on my negligee and went down stair to make us breakfast, when I returned mum was still asleep, I leant over her looking at her beautiful face, she was a very sexy and lovely woman with or without make up, and I counted myself lucky that she was my lover also, many men at work would love to be where I was right now but they weren’t and I was, so I always cherished the time we have together, I. After about an hour all her hair was comber out and she gave it a good brushing It was a lovely mahogany colour very strong thick hair which hung down to her mid back and I found it very sexy.I said you have such lovely hair have you had it longer in the past.She smiled why do you like long hair. I said yes I find it quiet sexy.She said my mother use to take care of it and it was never cut and was down to my knees and always in two plaits.I had it cut to waist length when I left home for.