He's hungry for Jasmine

"You know what Jazzy? I don't think I'm quite hungry yet."

Upon hearing Spencer's words, Jasmine made her move, lunging forward and groping his crotch. "I was hoping you'd say that."

Spencer then bent down to kiss Jasmine, before picking her up. With Spencer's hands squeezing on her ass, Jasmine wrapped her legs around his waist and her arms around the back of his neck. After one more kiss, Jasmine looked Spencer in the eyes and bit her lip. "You reckon you could fuck me like this?"

"We can give it a shot, but we've missed an important step?"

"What's that?"

"I need to peel my little Jazzy first."

After a giggle, Jasmine said "Of course."

Jasmine got back onto her feet, before stripping down with haste. Once she was naked in front of Spencer, he touched her slit and began rubbing. As she cooed, Jasmine undid his zipper and tugged his pants down, freeing his growing erection. Next, her hand began toying with his cock, helping him grow harder. With his hard, throbbing shaft in her hands, Jasmine looked Spencer in the eyes. "Ready to fuck me?"

"What do you think?"

Spencer then lifted Jasmine up, and again she wrapped her arms and legs around him. In response, Spencer put his hands on her waist, before he pressed his tip against her eager slit, Jasmine purred "You're so strong Spencer."

With a smile, Spencer watched her jaw drop as he inched his cock inside of her. He then began thrusting slowly, getting used the new position. In need of some support, Spencer moved towards the fridge, sandwiching Jasmine between it and him. Now a little more confident with the stability of their position, Spencer started thrusting faster, much to Jasmine's joy.

"Oh fuck... that's perfect Spence..."

"Yeah... lucky you're so light..."

Spencer continued to piston Jasmine just how she wanted. Soon enough he watched as her face tensed up. Her arms squeezed against him as her legs began to tremble. In that moment, Spencer grew somewhat nervous that he could hold Jasmine throughout her climax.

"Ahhh... I'm cumming Spencer..."

Jasmine threw her head back into the fridge as her orgasm rippled throughout her body. Spencer held her tight in his arms, whilst continuing to piston her, **** to hit his own release. As Jasmine caught her breath, she felt Spencer erupt inside of her unprotected channel. Now spent, Spencer put Jasmine down on the ground before kissing her forehead.

"You okay?" He asked.

"Yeah... just a little bump." Jasmine chuckled.

"Maybe we'll stick to the basics next time?"

"Sure... so, lunch?"

"Sounds like a plan."