My hands were hurting but they would not be any worse for another hour of waiting.

For a long time now, our hands and feet had been hurting us.

I squeezed her arms so hard my hands hurt, but she never moved.

"Sometimes my hands hurt, but I have to work to pay the rent."

My hands still hurt too much to work for long.

Her hands hadn't hurt at all then, and that already seemed like a thousand years ago.

Her hands and back hurt more than yesterday though she would not have thought that possible.

Two days later, on Friday, even my hands and feet were hurting.

My hands are not hurting hardly at all any more.

My hands hurt as I tried to keep a firm grip.