He's old, he won't last long

Unsure as to how to proceed she squats next to his lounger and clumsily takes the old man's cock in her hands. She can feel the blood rushing to his cock as she makes a fist and pumps him slowly in her hand. Desperately she tries to make this situation more normal "How long are you already on the resort?" she stammers as she tries to make a futile attempt at small talk.

All the while his cock had gotten more solid, she wondered how many viagras he had to take for that effect. His face seemed to have gotten more pale as his blood was needed in other places.

"My dear, you're really not here to make small talk." he replies gently but a bit confused "Now put your mouth to good use, my balls need to be cleaned thoroughly." He leans back a bit and provides an unobstructed view of his balls.