I clenched and released her arse, caressing and rolling my hand all over them. It seemed Gail had decided to do the same as her hand began to work again, this time out of sight, the thin material of her white panties bulging with the movements of her fist underneath. I had to see her mature slit and I left off caressing her cheeks to pull her panties down as I had done with her pants. They came away down her thighs to reveal a small, trimmed, manicured nest of pubes perched atop a hungry, aroused, pink opening. All this I watched through the mirror. Her fingers were stroking herself from the top of her pubes, sliding down and into her slit and then back up again. Already wet, she was leaving a slick trail through the tiny, dark black curls. .....