While Ronnie-Anne was still bitten by the huge stick of meat halfway through becoming a woman, she expected the contraction pain, but it never came. "Lincoln? Are you okay?" The girl caught Albino's attention, but he didn't respond. "Lincoln, what's going on?"
Only a few words came out of the albino's mouth. "I'm sorry; I didn't have to make you do this." Lincoln was about to separate from Ronnie-Anne when she grabbed his wrist.
"Oh no. None of that, bunny. You got the lioness out of her cage; now give her the meat." Lincoln was nudged lying down as Ronnie-Anne kneeled on him and put Lincoln's dick back. She slowly descended until the tip touched the girl's hymen. Ronnie took a deep breath and stuffed it all in at once. She had to cover her mouth to stifle a cry of pain.
For his part, Lincoln, unable to believe what was happening, took the virginity of his childhood friend, the girl he had kissed for the first time.
Lincoln felt a warm liquid slide down his pelvis, and small drops fell on his chest. "Ronnie-Anne? Are you okay?" Now he is the one asking his "friend" about her well-being.
Ronnie-Anne shed some tears. She had already had the "talk" with her mother, aunt, cousin, and grandmother together. She was told that the woman's first time was painful, but she never imagined the extent of the pain. A few seconds passed before Ronnie answered. "I'm fine. If I do it at my own pace, it won't hurt." Ronnie-Anne raises her hips and slowly lowers them. The sensation was amazing, and the feeling of Lincoln's manhood moving in and out was a joy. Each time she lowered her hips, the tip of the Lincoln Organ was a tsunami of pleasure greater than the last. The pain was already gone, and now Ronnie-Anne was swinging faster and stronger, shifting her hips to increase the pleasure in both of them. Lincoln tried to grab her hips, but the girl grabbed him by the wrists again without stopping to move her hips.
"What do you think you're doing? lame-o. I told you you were a rabbit, and I'm the lioness who's going to eat you. Now let me enjoy my delicious supper." She was sharper in her movements, to the point where you could hear the wet sound of sweat-soaked skin colliding like applause.
Lincoln wanted to let go of that hold and hug Ronnie-Anne; he wanted to feel her body in contact with his and kiss her neck, but he couldn't. Once again, his strength left him, as it had in the past on other occasions. It was always the same: when the girl took him to herself, his strength left him, and he was just as weak as before. He passed Lynn in the kitchen; he passed Leni in her room; and now he was at the mercy of Ronnie-Anne. Then he understood. It wasn't that he couldn't do anything, but that he unconsciously wanted to. He liked it. Feeling in control and being at the mercy of a strong, emotional, or strong-willed woman who can "tame the wolf," Lincoln's thoughts were interrupted when Ronnie-Anne gave him a passionate kiss of the tongue, enough for him to give up. Noticing this, Ronnie knows she won and now claims her prize. Ronnie-Anne's hips became faster, and both of them were already at their limits. Neither of them could say anything because they didn't want to break the kiss. Lincoln released a large amount of semen inside Ronnie-Anne. The Latin girl felt how the albino boy was filling her, and fortunately it was a safe day.
Ronnie leaned her head on Lincoln's chest and hugged him, feeling his racing heart.
Lincoln hugged Ronnie-Anne, and neither of them felt the cold because of the heat of the moment, and each other's bodies kept them both warm and comfortable.
"Ronnie-Anne, I love you." Ronnie silenced Lincoln, putting a finger to his lips.
"Don't ruin the moment, lame-o."
Lincoln smiled at the bad-girl attitude he liked so much. "But what about all you said about wanting to be honest with me and that you wanted to be my girlfriend for today?"
Rooney-Anne looked at her wrist as if it had a watch on it. "Well, it's 01:30 in the morning. So technically it's not today anymore, but tomorrow."
Lincoln hugged her tightly without losing his smile. "How smart you are! So what are we at this moment?"
Ronnie-Anne thought for a moment and answered. "Friends with benefits?"
"Hmm...so friends with benefits? I like that. Does that mean I can have sex with other girls?"
Lincoln's words caused Ronnie-Anne some frustration. "You can do whatever you want." The Latina replied, hiding the annoyance in her voice. "We'd better get dressed before we get sick." Ronnie-Anne and Lincoln separated. She grabbed hers and the boy's clothes and threw them in his face. She didn't think the albino's answer bothered her so much because she knew what it meant to be just "friends with benefits." "Do you need help getting dressed?"
"No, I can do it on my own."
Once both of them got dressed, they gave each other a long tongue kiss. However, in the shadows, there was someone who witnessed the entire physical act. It was Lynn Jr. The girl was hiding behind a pillar, and the pounding she felt on her head when she saw her beloved brother having sex with another girl made her scratch the pillar where her fingernail marks remained.
She quickly, as quietly as she could, ran into the apartment and went to bed. Lincoln and Ronnie-Anne arrived a few minutes later, and before entering, Ronnie-Anne stopped Lincoln.
"Hmm? What's the matter, Ronnie-Anne?" Lincoln asked, confused.
Ronnie-Anne approached him and gave him one last kiss. The teens crept towards their sleeping quarters.
It was Christmas morning, and the Casagrande were having breakfast with the Louds. Meanwhile, Lincoln and Ronnie-Anne have returned to the surface. This time with CJ, Carl, and Carlitos.
"Do it again, again," Carlistos asked, excited.
"Okay, Everyone stand back." Lincoln threw a soda bottle into the air. Before it hit the ground, the boy moved his cane and caught it so it wouldn't break.