"Oh Kelli, that feels so nice. It feels so nice to just be held by another human being without being told how terrible I am."

"Do you think I'm terrible?" she wailed again as a fresh wave of crying coursed through her.

"No, I don't," Kelli replied as her fingers now massaged Barbara's back fully, softly, languidly as her other hand stroked her cheeks and ran their ringers through her hair.

"I think that you have suffered enough in your life. Why don't you just let me take care of you for awhile Barbara? I'm sure I can work something out with my broker to allow you to live here until we get your house sold."

"Oh Miss Stroud, really?" Barbara replied. "Gosh it just feels so safe and warm sitting close to you like this. Please just hold me Miss Stroud, please?"

"Kelli, Barbara… just call me Kelli," she replied.

"Oh Kelli, yes. Please just hold me. Take care of me. I just can't go on anymore. Please help me."

"I will Barbara. Don't worry another minute about it okay?" the young girl spoke as her hands now undid Barbara's blouse buttons, almost without her knowing it.

Her hands next unclasped the older woman's bra and it slid off her arms. She began to massage the firm breasts underneath.

"Oh Kelli, I feel so strange," Barbara breathlessly said as the girl's fingers took a nipple between her fingers and stroked it to hardness.

"Oooh, Kelli, that feels so good, please don't stop," Barbara's breath was labored now as a warm wetness started flooding her between her tanned legs.

Both bodies were starting to press together in sexual arousal, the older woman's needs fast being stroked into a fire by the beautiful young girl.

Kelli's thighs wrapped tightly around the fingers between her legs as she started moving her cunt against them, getting more of her honey on the loving fingers inside of her now.