[missax] Jennifer White – Taking Care Of Mommy _top_ -

Jennifer’s heart thumped a little faster. “And you make me feel needed,” she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper.

“Tell me,” Eleanor said, her tone playful yet sincere, “what would you do if I let you take care of me… completely?” [missax] jennifer white – taking care of mommy

“Did you sleep well?” Jennifer asked, her voice low, almost a murmur. Jennifer’s heart thumped a little faster

The afternoon slipped away in a series of small, caring gestures—adjusting a pillow, refilling a glass, brushing a stray hair from Eleanor’s face. Each touch was a promise, each sigh a reassurance that they were not alone in this quiet world they shared. The afternoon slipped away in a series of

“I’d start by making you comfortable,” she said, her voice warm. “I’d run a warm bath, fill it with rose petals, and then I’d lie beside you, letting my hand trace circles on your skin, easing every ache.”