"Hey Lincoln, I have roller derby practice today, and I was wondering if you could join me?" Lynn lowered Lincoln's zipper with part of his underwear, pulled his dick, and started rubbing it.
'Damn it,' Lincoln thought, 'are you half-monkey? How do you do that with your feet?'
"I-l-I don't know Lynn. The girls here might need me."
"Why are you talking so choppy?" Lucy asked
"I'm a little cold, and my sense of touch is more sensitive. Ha ha ha."
Lynn smiled mischievously without being seen, saying, "Excuse me, I dropped my fork. Lily, can you pass it to me?"
"Okay. I'll go, I'll go." Lincoln panicked at the thought that his little sister could see what Lynn was doing to him.
Lynn lifted his pants and zipped them up before Lily saw them. "Thank you, little brother. And thank you, Lily." Lynn finished eating and got up from the table. "Ok Link. Let's go."
Lynn packed her skating gear and donned her usual red tracksuit while Lincoln wrapped up his classic leather jacket, and they headed to the ice rink.
On the way, as they were far from home, Lincoln scolded Lynn for what she had done.
"Are you crazy or what? How can you think of doing this when we are surrounded by our family and also using Lily, just so I agree to accompany you to your practice?"
"Well, I thought I'd threaten you with my bat. But seeing as physical aggression doesn't work on you as much as it used to, I had no choice."
"I would accept if you asked me without touching me."
"Maybe. But it won't be fun."
Lincoln sighed resignedly, and to make the trip more enjoyable, he decided to seek a conversation. "And at what time do you start your practice?"
"Oh, like two and a half hours."
Lincoln stopped upon hearing his sister's reply. "What? In two and a half hours? Why should we leave home early?"
Lynn smiled and hugged Lincoln's arm. "Because there's a hotel about an hour away and I want to do some 'exercise' first."
"Am I your gigolo now or something? And since when have you been so cloying? I remember that romance and lovers weren't your thing."
Lynn remembered when she was thirteen years old. All her friends had boyfriends, and in order not to feel left out, she had to pay a boy with spicy burgers to agree to pretend to be her partner. But she was never interested in that kind of thing. "I don't know? Maybe I was just piqued. I mean, before, I thought I liked Francisco, but I was just dehydrated."
"And how are you so sure that you are not now?"
Lynn squeezes Lincoln's arm. "I just knew. Now let's hurry up; I want to take as much time as possible."
It took half an hour to get to the hotel, and after an hour and thirty minutes in the room plus fifteen minutes to get to the skating rink, Lincoln and Lynn were waiting for the rest of the team at the back door of the arena.
"Yes!. First as always."
"Your practice starts in three hours, right?" Lincoln asked, annoyed.
"Mh. minutes more, minutes less." Lynn hugs and kisses Lincoln. "What if we make use of the time alone?"
"Please Lynn. We just had sex."
"That's not what I meant, you pervert. I meant we'd do some wrestling."
"prevert? You touched me under the table. Fighting? Oh?. I haven't fought for fun in a long time. Yeah, it looks good."
Before Lincoln could react, Lynn had already pounced on him, subduing him with an arm lock. "Now, what are you going to do?"
Lincoln smiled and stood casually with his arm outstretched. Lynn was holding on to him, preventing him from flexing it, but Lincoln rotated his hips, causing Lynn to shake violently. Before she fell to the ground, her brother caught her in an embrace.
"You have never changed. You continue with your sudden attacks." The boy gave her a kiss on the cheek, made her blush, then put his hand in her soft pants and started stimulating her. "But I also learned to launch surprise attacks."
Lynn felt Lincoln's fingers gently massage her lower area. "Hmm. This is not an organizational move. But don't stop." Lynn kissed Lincoln on the lips while enjoying her brother's massage. Fortunately, there was no one other than the teams that were training that day hanging out at the back of the stadium, so they had absolute privacy.
Lincoln's ear twitched involuntarily at a noise. "I think your friends will arrive sooner than expected."
Lynn was sober when she saw that it was true. From the angle they were at, she could see the group of girls approaching; fortunately, they couldn't see them. "Okay, then we'll continue later." Lynn tried to break away, but Lincoln held her tight. "Lincoln, please, they will see us." The boy started to move his fingers faster, which caused Lynn to be very pleased. "Enough." Before the girls arrive, Lynn ejaculates at the hands of Lincoln, who receives all of Lynn's fluid, preventing her from soiling his pants. Lynn was breathing heavily from her orgasm and separated from Lincoln before her friends arrived.
"You are crazy?" Lynn said it angrily.
"I repaid the breakfast debt."
"I didn't make you ejaculate."
"Take it as an added bonus" Lincoln was wiping his hand with a handkerchief he was carrying in his pocket when his ear moved, and in an instant, Lincoln moved his arm as he caught something in the air.
"What happened?" Lynn, confused, asked
"Yeah, just a mosquito. Hey, why don't you go ahead with your friends? I'll pee somewhere nearby."
"There is a bathroom on the track."
"Yes, but I can't take it anymore. I'll be right back." Lincoln went to a remote part. The boy opened his hand and revealed that he had a needle.
Lynn's team has arrived. Forming the team are her best friends Margo, Maddie, Lainey, Nadia, and Polly.
Lainey noticed her friend's red face and ragged breathing. "Are you tired?"
Lynn couldn't figure out why she was upset. "Yeah. I did fifty laps around the block to warm up."