Sara's hands slide to my stomach and she untied and opened my robe and embraced me. I nuzzled my face against her hair and ran my hands all over her. She started pushing me back down to the bench so I sat and she made me lay all the way down. I watched her step around the bench, her eyes never meeting mine, until she was standing by my head. Without pausing, she lifted her leg and swung it over to straddle my face, reaching down and pulling my head up. My face pressed against her crotch and her hands held me there firmly. Her sweats and panties had pulled...