"Silently. With them right there."He didn't think she could, but he was up for the challenge. And the way she was stroking over his chest was lodging ...esire deep in his gut, stiffening his cock.Biting onto his neck, she started whimpering in the back of her throat, small, quiet sounds that only hinted at the smoking passion raging inside of her body. She was an inferno in the back of the car. But with two of her best friends in the front, her inferno raged silently.Suddenly, her body broke. She kept thinking about vibrators, her pussy twitching with agreement. She had to try one! But how? She didn’t own one. Would her mum have one..? Suddenly everything clicked - her mum’s razor! Putting the showerhead back, she reached for the purple handle. Carefully she popped off the razor blades and sat down. Her heart was thudding in her chest. With one hand she cautiously spread her soft lips. Her clit was hard and straining out of its hood. Claire placed the end of the razor onto herself.. It’s not a big tub and all our legs were touching, but by now nobody cared.After a discussion which was carefree and only slightly hampered by the girls’ not knowing any of the music, I selected one of the more rocking tracks from the first Led Zeppelin album - How Many More Times _ and turned the volume way up. I didn’t have to worry about my nicely distant neighbours: I knew that whatever I did as long as the windows were closed they wouldn’t be disturbed.The sound hit us. You could. Once again, from across the crowded area of the food court, I saw Candice, hard at work behind the counter of a small burger and ice cream joint, in the process of serving up some hand-scooped ice cream to an impatient mother and her pair of unappreciative toddlers. Somewhere in the back grill area, a loud unpleasant female voice was bellowing at her to hurry up and attend to the burgers on the grill.Ouch. Déjà vu all over again. For me, this was exactly like being back at the amusement park.