yes, up against the wall

You pull your hands out of her tight thong panty and return your palms to her hips. You hear her moan a little as your hands disappear from her soaking wet crotch. As she continues to writhe to a new pop tune, you work the skin tight jeans' low waist band down.

It's a struggle. Her hips flare out below the waistband, and you hook your fingers in the belt loops to help in your endeavor. Sarah's undulations help in your efforts to work her tight jeans down. The girl just continues to writhe, her hands above her head, her palms still against the wall before her.

She continues to obliviously grind her meaty ass back against you. And now that you've drawn the faded denim to her knees, her sweet asscheeks are grinding against your face, only her pink thong keeping her privates covered.

You start to lick and bite at the offered meat, never one to refuse a delectable meal when set before you.

"Oh, John! That feels so good!" Sarah squeals, pushing her ass back harder.

You are content to continue down her newly bared flesh. You nibble at her golden thighs, covered by a bit of golden down. You hear her giggle as you tickle the back of her knees with your ambitious tongue.

After you lick at her tapered calves, you undo a sneaker and pull it off, throwing it in the corner of the room. You are now able to pull the left leg of her jeans off.

That is all that is really required, as fucklust begins to take over you. You kick her curvy legs wide, her body now an 'X' before you.

You pull your blazing hot, dripping erection from your pants. Sarah notices the hot wet head of your dick against her asscheek.

"Mr. Doe!.."