Being and interracial couple was not easy. The looks Darren and Sara got when they went on dates went noticed. They were hard to ignore and Sara was usually the one to be the most upset about it. When they would get home Darren would hold her in his caramel arms and tell her it was going to be ok.
"Why do people have to be so goddamn horrible. We're in love. I don't see how that is a problem. People are so goddamn ignorant," She cried, as her head rested on his muscular chest.
"Baby, don't worry about them. We are happy and that is all that matters. Quit givin them attention they don't deserve and shouldn't have," Darren said, running his fingers through her hair.
"I love you so much," Sara said sniffling, "You have been here for me through everything. Follow me," She said with a sparkle in her eye.
Darren got up and was led to their shared bedroom. He wasn't sure what he was in store for because they had both agreed to wait for anything sexual until they were both ready.
Sara pushed him down on the bed. She grabbed his blue tank top and ripped it off, her pussy throbbing from the sound of the tearing fabric. Under the tank top was a well sculpted caramel body, with two Hershey kisses as nipples.
"Are you sure you want to do this? I can wait if you need more time," Darren said caressing her cheek.