“That’s ok. Say hi to your mum for me… goodnight Cathy… Ross” Claire Noakes was feeling decidedly uneasy as her body was reacting to the clo...eness of the person of her masturbatory fantasies, she could feel her nipples tingle and knew that they were getting aroused and erect, her face started to burn. There followed a mass of goodbyes exchanged between those present which sounded like the ending to an episode of ‘The Waltons’. Ross could not but notice the torpedo nipples trying to bore through. As Darla walked to the car she could hear the metal clinking sound of the balls, and she could feel the objects moving up against the thin membrane that separated her love canals. Yet even though it felt wonderfully strange and erotic to walk with the pieces of metal bouncing up inside of her, that was nothing compared to the feeling she experienced when she sat down in the car seat as the butt plug seemed to expand as she moaned loudly in pleasure as the plug and balls used the force of. Well, that changed on the early afternoon of the second day. We had just finished dinner and were walking on the upper deck talking about trivial things and just being friendly when it happened. There was the sound of a cannon shot from the shore, and a cannon ball whizzed over our heads. The ball smashed into the pilot house and broke a couple of windows, but that was all of the damage that was done.The captain had two choices: he could stop and surrender to the pirates or he could put on. With that, I began to massage her small, soft, cute feet. As I started, she closed her eyes, tilted her head back and let out a small moan of pleasure. “Oh Thom, that feels sooo good after walking around all day. We must’ve walked 10 miles or more today.” I agreed as I continued to rub her feet. As I gently squeezed each of her little toes and massaged the arches of her feet, we talked about how the trip had been so far. With three days of vacation remaining, she was rather tired of the.