Anne's index fingers slowly glide down Gwenevire's mons until they find the top of her sex, then slowly part and trace the outside of her labia until they reach the bottom.  Her other fingers lightly trail along the insides of the other woman's thighs as they move.  Then they lightly move up again together, pressing the cloth ever so gently against her sex until they reach the hood, where the two fingers make slow circles as Anne watches Gwenevire's face, a grin on her face.