She tears the fishnet

Without entirely realizing what she's doing, Leigh tugs the netting over her pussy hard. It rips, just as Kenzi said it would. "Oops," Leigh says.

"Oh," says Kenzi, who is still staring directly at Leigh's cunt--with nothing hindering her view. She bites her lip.

Leigh tears the fishnet a little further. "Do you want a closer look?" She can't believe that just came out of her mouth.

The girl is on her knees in front of Leigh before she finishes her sentence. She stares wide-eyed at Leigh's glistening pussy, which does wonders for Leigh's confidence. Still in disbelief, Leigh reaches out and grabs a fistful of Kenzi's hair, pulling the shop attendant toward her pussy. She feels like she's watching someone else do these things.

She presses Kenzi's face against her pussy and the girl laps as if she's parched. She moans into Leigh's cunt, and Leigh grinds her crotch against the girl's face. This is not what I came here for, she thinks, but it doesn't matter. It feels so good.

She feels herself closing in on an orgasm. Kenzi's licking grows more frantic, and Leigh presses the girl's head even harder into her cunt. She cums, hard, losing her balance and toppling to the floor, leaving Kenzi breathless on her knees.