Those were the puppies that didn't carry the best genes and weren't thought to represent the best characteristics of the breed. These were the puppies... that would be spayed and neutered because breeders didn't want those less than perfect attributes passed on to the next litter. Contrastingly, ‘show’ quality puppies were thought to best represent the breed and those were the genes that breeders wanted passed on.“Is he still available for adoption?” I said hopefully.“One of my friends is coming. I brought my hand down to open her pajami but was surprised to find that it had elastic and not the nada. I moved my hand inside, felt her panty and slipped my hand under her panty. First I felt small trimmed hairs and then I reached the love point. It was all wet. Even panty was soaked in it. She started breathing heavily and started opening my zip. I helped her with my other hand. She pushed her hand inside and took my dick in her hand. She started moving her hand over its length. I parted. That's the way it's got to be, Nicole. Just know that I love you and Sandy with all my heart. There's no one else, and there never will be. You wanted me to give you two years. I'll finish this job in six months. I'm asking you and Sandy for six months, Nicole. Will you give it to me?"She was crying. "Yes."I looked at Sandy. She nodded.I lowered my shield and dialed a cell phone. I didn't feel anyone enter my mind. Nicole and Sandy had given up trying to connect with me, I figured."Dot, it's. “You like that?” I asked. “It feels good doesn’t it? Bea good boy and let me see it all,” I said feelingwicked but extremely sexual.My hand grasped it more firmly and I started tomasturbate him, drawing back the sheath, exposing hismanhood fully. It grew and grew until it hung therehugely, my hand now feeling the large swelling at thebase which the sheath would not expose. My throat wentdry and I swallowed as I looked around again to makesure no one was around, we.