Alice and Steve get it on

Hurrying in the door, tossed a baggy full of condoms atop the bed and hurried off his clothes. “A bit anxious, aren’t we,” she laughed. Truth be known she was as eager just to get things rolling cuz she loved fucking as much as any man.
Rolling out of bed she gave his member a few good licks before sucking him nice and hard. Grinning ear to ear she tore open a foil packet, extracted the condom and rolled it down his length. Steve had the crazed look of a man about to loose it.
On the bed, sweetie, she ordered. Mama’s going to do the work. In a flash he was flat atop the bed and she was scooting up his prone form. With her knees resting either side of his waistline she rose up, adjusted the angle of his dangle and speared herself. As she suspected he lost ten seconds in.
This was why she liked old guys, guys like her father’s poker buddies. When an old guy got it up, he generally kept it up for a god awful long time, especially with this new Viagra stuff.
Peeling off the condom Alice tossed it in the general direction of his waist basket. Like half the throwable trash in his room, it missed the mark. Oh well, she chuckled, rolling on another condom. In defense of young guys they were the like Champaign fountain bubbling over with the cloudy stuff. Some, like Steve, stayed stiff a good long while, long enough to make a properly managed man an ever fuck toy. You just had to ride him out until the fountain refilled his tool.
Second times a charm, she giggled, as they moaned and groaned their way to bliss.
Tossing away the second condom Alice frowned at Steve’s slumbering form. Yes she could wake him up and yes he would do it again, and again. But she wasn’t sure she was in the mood to keep waking this short term lad.