Without thinking, he pulled her into his arms. She moved against him and buried her face in his chest, sobbing so hard her tiny form shook. Gently, he...rubbed her back while she cried. Mitch’s desire to soothe Kristin, though well-intentioned, was causing him problems. The pressure of her body against his, and her vulnerability, was turning him on. He pulled his hips back so she wouldn’t feel his erection. Kristin took a deep breath, leaned back in his arms, and gazed up at him. ‘That…that was. Damn.I was getting hungry. I couldn’t move. It hurt too much. Why? “Aaaaah!” I twitched my arm over my mattress. So much pain. My body seemed to be waking up a little. I could just start to barely move. It hurt so much. I looked down to my wounded arm. It looked to be worsening. I was cold. Breaking through my aching muscles, I reached down to my feet and pulled my blanket over me. I would do something in the morning. I was still tired. It was too painful to move.I woke up. . I carefully washed each delicate pair of her underwear. When I finished,I decided to speed the drying process a bit, and put everything in herdryer to fluff on cool air. It didn?t take long to dry them, as I?dcarefully hand squeezed the excess water out as I rinsed each pair. Icarried everything back to her room and neatly folded everything, settingthem about her bed in stacks. Then, I put everything away.It was after eleven by then. I was ready to go to bed. I went to my roomto change. . " He almost spat as he grabbed my hair as he spoke. "No!" I gasped. I felt his arm slide under me now and around my waist, lifting me slightly before reaching down between my legs. Fingers began tickling my clit. I tried to push back against him but my feet were no longer touching the floor as he held me up and tickled my dripping clit with his free hand. I wanted those teasing fingers inside me and my pussy muscles pulsated as they tried to grip onto something that wasn't there. His fingers.