"May I put my arms around you and kiss you? I want to show you how much I want to touch you." She caught her breath and dropped her hands to her side ...looking me in the eye. When she nodded, I put my arms around her and slowly brought our lips together. Her lips were full and soft. I kept my tongue in my mouth. This wasn't about making out. This was about affirming that she was my girlfriend as much as any of the others. "Now do you know that I don't have any hang-ups about our race difference?". I came quicker than usual and my orgasm pushed Mark over the edge. He stiffened and tightened his buttocks and shot his first creamy load deep into me. He just stayed there as he ejaculated, shooting load after load, it seemed he had an endless supply of cum juice.We began squishing as he stirred his own jizz inside me, then he held himself still at his deepest penetration, grunting and groaning before gingerly retreating and letting his huge meat stick pop out. He knelt back and encouraged me. I stared at him and at his ring. I had stopped imagining this day would ever come. ‘Oh, my God! Oh, my God! Oh, my God,’ I couldn’t remember ever being this excited. I couldn’t wait to call my mother and all of my friends. ‘Yes,’ I said reaching down for him and kissing him while staring at the ring. ‘I love you too,’ I said. As if he was the bachelor on the TV show, The Bachelor, and I was The Bachelorette on that same series of TV shows, he returned my kiss. ‘I love you,’ he said again.. "It's politer," Martin said."Still means the same thing," Danielle said, and Martin conceded that with a tilt of his head."Well, look," said Liz. "You're going off to college. I mean, you've already gone to orientation and met some people. And when you're there, you'll get to start fresh. No more of this 'Nutty Nellie' business. People don't know you from a hole in the wall." Except for the ones who come to Richardson University with me," she said."Well, that's just what you have to deal with,".