Ive been suspended by my breasts many times before. Sure enough... some sort of chain mechanism was being used to left me off my feet. A leg spreader ...as secured at my ankles. My hands and arms were tied behind my back. I became a human pinata. They were taking turns whopping me and causing me to swing wildly as the rope bit into my breasts. They would slap my pussy and tits as I swung there. I heard lots of laughing and fowl language. Then I heard the chains again. At first I thought I was. "It was a quiet day." If they really knew, they would go completely ballistic."Well your summer vacation started a few days ago, I am sure when your friends come home that you will be busy." Mom says while passing the salad bowl to me.It is all I can do from giggling, thinking of the events from earlier today.During dinner, we talk about where to go for a vacation, what's happening in the news and how their day was.After dad volunteers to clean the dishes, mom and I retire to the living room to. Yes, just as Andrea claimed, the music incorporated elements of modern dance music even if it was set to acoustic instruments. Yes, there were elements of rap that might have had been inspired by MC Rakim or even Salt-n-Pepa, but just as likely by Gil Scott-Heron or Blossom Dearie. But the references and influences were so diverse, so transformed from the original source and somehow just so absolutely right. Like many others in the audience (but not the absolute majority), I was mesmerised.And. It’s… oh, it’s just all wrong!’ I felt like a fool all at once. I was making mad love to her just inside the front door and anyone could walk in at any minute. I knew how shy she was and she would be mortified from embarrassment. I laughed, and gave her a big smile, ‘I’m sorry, María, I just had to show you how much I love you.’ At that the flush left her face, and she turned white in apparent shock. She turned and ran for the stairs, stopping and turning just as she reached them. Whispering,.