I saw that Deandre and Lotta were in a deep embrace. In almost no time we were at their apartment and it seemed an eternity in the elevator taking us...up to their floor. The ladies wasted no time as soon as we walked into the apartment. They rapidly undressed and started on our clothes right in their living room. We noticed right away, that German women probably don’t groom themselves like American women do. They had hair on their armpits as well as bushy pussys. Deandre’s boner swung up. We can’t, you’re 17,” I said, biting my lip to keep myself from saying please. I flashed back to the night I seduced Mr. Johnson and my conscience laughed at my reply to him. “And you’re wha†? 24, 25? That’s not much of an age difference, and I’m legal,” he says, scooting his chair towards me, his chair as far towards the corner of the dining table as possible. “I’m 25,” I said shakily, my legs crossing tighter as he got closer. The pool in my lace panties grew even more as he scooted close. From what they learnt, beast cultivation was vastly different than human cultivation. Although their spirit realms were referred to in a similar manner, they didn’t actually have meditation or breathing techniques. Initially, they can intuitively draw in spirit energy.Every beast had an innate ability to cultivate some form of spirit energy and usually that energy would be specific to their environment. The little forest hopper, for example, was moved into an environment where it received. As long as we were quiet we could be together for hours. I stashed a clean blanket and we would hide away in the back of the loft. Once I got her text during the school day, the only thing I could think about was feeling her naked body against me. By the time we were meeting up, trying to walk into the barn looking nonchalant, my panties were stained with my anticipation for her. We'd pretty much fall into the hay as we tore each other's clothes off until her legs were wrapped around me, our.