Yes

Fuck it, she thinks. The burning in her pussy is killing her, and she just can't stop herself. She stacks some nearby clothes on the counter to give herself maximum coverage, angles herself to the right so her back is slightly turned to the exposed left end of the counter, and runs her right hand up her inner thigh, pushing her skirt up out of the way.

Once her fingers find her pussy, she finds that her lacy panties are soaked through. As much as she'd love to remove them entirely--and for that matter, lay on the counter with her legs spread--Leigh just pushes them to the side and exposes her shaved cunt to the shop's cool air.

She bites her lip to keep from moaning as she slides her finger along her slit. Then, unable to wait any longer, she parts her labia and gets her fingertip on her clitoral hood, rubbing lightly, then harder. After a moment she gently pulls the hood back and massages her little clit directly, sending a shiver through her body. All the while, she tries to keep herself as silent and still as possible.

She works her finger faster and faster, having to work harder and harder to control her breathing and posture. Eventually, she is seconds from climax, and she braces herself on the counter with her other hand.

Her orgasm hits hard, and her entire body seizes. She puts all her effort into staying silent and still--she succeeds at being quiet, but is unable to stop the goosebumps or the shuddering that rocks her body.

Suddenly very self-conscious, Leigh looks around the store, especially frantic to check to her left.