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You lift the covers off the two of you and pull Sara into a kiss. She breaks the kiss climes over you straddling your waist grabbing your hands moving them to her perky 36-B breasts giving you a worried look.

"Sara, what's wrong?" She sighs and turns her head from you. With her not looking at you has made you afraid that she might have second thoughts about your budding relationship. You give her diamond hard nipples a pinch to get her attention. "OUCH John you ass why'd you do that?" She gives you a sharp glare nearly freezing you. "I'm sorry Sara I was just trying to get your attention."

You pull her left breast to your mouth licking around her pink areola then sucking on her nipple then switch to the right breast to give it equal treatment making her giggle, and moan. You stop pulling her face to yours staring into eyes. "There better now?" You say with a smug grin. Instead of answering she kisses you which you reciprocate. You make out for a couple of minutes until your curiosity, and need of oxygen wins over your lust for Sara. You break the kissing to take a few deep breaths.

"Ok Sara before we continue what were you worried about?" She gives a cute giggle that almost makes you pull her into another kiss. "I was worried you thought my boobs were too small, but you showed me you don't a few minutes ago." You laugh. "Sara you had me worried that you were having second thoughts about us." She shakes her head then gives you a quick peck on the lips. You try to return the kiss, but she gets off you. You look at her in an attempt to figure out what's up to now. "John, do you think you able to move enough for a bath?" You nod your head while giving a big grin. Sara laughs at your enthusiasm. "Ok I'll help you with one but no funny stuff." You pout "You still have a concussion, and I want you to recover not kill you."