... you wont respect me.” Then the little laugh. Within minutes I heard her moaning and knew that my brother had scored another bimbo. I went to get...something to drink, but as I walked by I saw that my brother had left the door open a crack. My brother had his latest conquest bent over the bed and he was pounding into her from behind. Her eyes were closed and she was moaning like the slut she was. My brother had a strong grip on her hips and was slamming in and out furiously, their bodies. I fast-forwarded through most of the opening of the show to get to Jennifer's segment-I'd be able to enjoy the other girls later, but right now I couldn't wait to see my daughter and myself on TV.The Festival had become a major cultural phenomenon, full of pageantry and spectacle. Our district held its Festival in a large, ornate old theater, and the stage design, lighting and television broadcast were major productions.The stage was huge, and backed by massive LED panels that could create any. "better?" "So much, look. Since you were nice enough to offer some air conditioning. Want me to make out with you? it'll be free." "Can you take your tits out?" "Sure why not." She pulled some big all natural tits out of her top. I skooted the seat back & she stratled me & i started making out with her. I would lick her tits. & go back up to her mouth. She had such soft tits! Her nipples were gettin hard from the cold of the air conditioning. "If i took you to my house & we fuck, how much would. I was always a slim girl since I was young. I only got a bit bigger boobs for my body size because of all the men who loved to squeeze them and give them lots of exercise. After a few times, I realized that I love this exercise a lot. So I hope they keep doing it and I hope my boobs grow bigger. If you are wondering about the title of the story, and wondering what “Keep me” means, then let me clarify it for you. I am a kept woman. Still didn’t get it? It means what you call a concubine or.