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"But I'm not out yet."

"Who said anything about going out?" Luna enters the bathtub and hugs Lincoln. "I've been waiting for this for so long" Luna begins rubbing soap into her brother's body.

"L-Luna... Wait. This is bad. You're with Sam."

"We have an open relationship, remember? Now let your sister clean you up." Luna gives Lincoln a kiss on the tongue while stimulating his manhood with the help of soap and placing one of the boy's hands on her breasts.

Lincoln, already accustomed to these situations, sent Morale to hell and hugged Luna, squeezing her breasts and bottom as the kiss deepened.

Luna puts Lincoln in the bathtub and massages her intimacy with him. "Hmm. Lincoln. I can't resist anymore." Luna grasps Lincoln's penis at the entrance to her vagina and slowly inserts it. Oh, baby... you're going to break me." Luna moves her hips in circles as Lincoln licks her breasts. "Uhhhhh... I've dreamed of this so many times. You're in me, and I make you absolutely mine." Luna starts to moan, deepening the penetration.

"Oh Luna. Wait. If you do this so fast, I won't be able to contain myself."

"Come insaid me. Fill me with your seed, love."

Rock Girl gives Lincoln a passionate kiss while moving her hips faster. Lincoln pressed Luna's rear as he felt it was nearing the climax.

In one final blow, Lincoln shoots a good amount of his seed into Luna.

They both remained in the same position for a while until they caught their breath.

Luna breathes heavily as she hugs Lincoln. "That was intense, bro."

"Luna... we have to go to Lucy's show now."

Luna snorted in frustration. "You're a pleasure killer. All right." The girl gets up and pulls Lincoln's cock out of her, and his seed drops. "But we're not done. You still owe me a second round."

After showering and getting dressed again, the siblings went to the black café.

Already at the coffee shop, Luna could see her entire family seated in the front row, and the rock girl directed Lincoln to the table where they waited for Lucy to come out.

Fortunately, no one asked why they were late.

On stage was a girl with dark hair up to her waist in a long, tight-fitting purple dress that accentuated her large hips and opened on the chest to reveal a plunging neckline, in which she finished narrating her poem.

In my net, I trapped my feelings and did not release them.

With my threads, I weave my life—one not worth showing.

In the shadows, I waited, waiting for my prey.

My prey is hope. And I want to devour it.

All the spectators slowly clapped, indicating their admiration for her.

The girl's voice was recognized by the albino.

"Was that haiku? Wow. She sure hasn't lost her touch; she's even better at it."

"You seem to like that girl, son." Rita nudged Lincoln with her elbow.

"What? It's not like that, mom. She's just a friend. I haven't seen her for a long time."

'"Well, now you can't see her either, but you can hear her," said Lana.

A shout is heard in the crowd: "Cute tits, little spider." The shout came from a man with spiky hair wearing jeans, a jacket, and leather pants. The man got up, ignoring the disdainful looks of everyone present in the café. "Little spider, I'd like to put my worm in between those balls of silk." When he finished his dirty talk, he went to the bathroom.

"What a vulgar person," said Rita while sipping her coffee.

"Excuse me, I have to go to the bathroom." Lincoln rose from his seat and went to the toilet, which was empty. There, the rude boy met his basic needs inside one of the booths.

"Huh, little spider. I can't wait to cover you in sticky white silk." Suddenly, he heard a knock on the door. "It's busy; go somewhere else" a knock is heard again. "What's your problem? It's busy!" The blows were heard again, this time louder. "Hey shit of piece, can't you hear it's busy?" He opened the door and found himself face-to-face with Lincoln. "And what do you want, grandpa?"

Behind his hair, Lincoln had a look of pure anger. "That's not the way you talk to a lady."

Which confused him, but then he understood. "Are you talking about the slut with a big ass? If you don't want to be told things like that, then stop showing off in such tight clothes. Very funny, HAHAHAHAHA" Suddenly, he gets grabbed and slammed into the toilet, which breaks the floor with water, blood, and urine. The boy let his head down, leaning against the wall.

Lincoln leaves the cabin, but not before locking it from the inside and coming out the top to wash his hands and get out of there.

-Back to the table-

Lincoln arrives just in time for Lucy's presentation.

The girl entered the scene looking at her family, especially Lincoln, and an imperceptible smile spread across her face.

"Good evening. My poem for today is entitled "Forbidden.""

I secretly wish to hide this. I got you, I got you, and suddenly you're not here.

Lines to cross to be able to see you. I want to hear you. I want to have you.

Joining it is forbidden, a total taboo. But the heart does not decide who to love.

So close, and yet, my feelings are crazy. But not being able to love you is torment.

I want to hug you and be able to become so much more than that. But it is impossible, and it will never be approved.

It is forbidden to us; we must accept it.

Well, I refuse. And yours is the world I can face.

Once again, the spectators applauded their monotonous way of expressing their admiration for the poem.

The announcer takes the microphone, and Lucy returns to her family.

"It was a beautiful poetry competition, and since every night we give a member of the audience the opportunity to present his poem, he will obviously be excused from winning the competition, but he will be given a chance to be heard. You just have to raise your hand. It was a big coincidence that the moment the presenter said that Lincoln raised his hand to scratch his head at the same time a spotlight illuminated it with his hand in the middle of the road. "The young man with the white hair will go up."

"What?" Lincoln was shocked to hear this. Encouraged by his family, he barely drags himself on stage.

Lucy moved away from her family and sat down at a table in the back, where her friend Haiku was.

"This is your brother. You didn't tell me he was coming back," Haiku said in her cold tone of voice.