Deal for just weapons and ammo...

The last thing Madeline wants is Chet unloading his gun wherever he wants. Weapons and ammo is better than nothing after all.

"Okay Chet--I get it--its too much to ask. I will take just the weapons and ammo--and you can shoot your...gun...deep. down. my throat." Madeline pauses between each word as she glides one finger down the soft skin underneath her jaw."

"Hmmmmmm" Chet thinks about the deal for a minute or two before nodding, and extending his hand "Deal."

Chet realizes the deal is a bit awkward but the businessman in him likes the formality and Madeline extends her hand and obliges his shake.

"Just hold on a moment." Chet scurries across the floor of the general store to the main door and locks it after flipping a sign outside to "closed."

"Alrighty--your end of the bargain now Madeline." he smiles as he begins to undo his pants.

Madeline moves over to him and slowly gets to her knees as his pants hit the floor with the thud of pockets full of who knows what.

He is already erect, and his unkempt cock smells slightly of an odor Madeline can't and doesn't want to place. About average in the size of most men she had seen, he had a bit more girth than length. She preferred well kept cocks with trimmed balls but Chet looked like a wild man down there. But a deal was a deal.

She moved her hands to his cock, one hand grabs his shaft slowly as she looks up into his eyes. She can see him looking down with anticipation. His cock makes a throbbing motion, stunted by Madeline's grasp. He was very excited for this deal after all.

Holding his cock steady Madeline moves her mouth slowly to his cock's head. She waits just a moment, building up the anticipation for Chet before moving her lips around his cock's head. He tasted disgusting, the dirt and sand riddled town showed, even on his cock the grim from outside was clear. Madeline girded herself for more filth as she moved her mouth further down his shaft, the one hand holding his cock steady.

Chet is mesmerized and lets out a long groan of pleasure as Madeline's mouth moves even just slightly on his shaft. Her hand holding his shaft down moves in quick short movements to which a verbal assent is heard by Chet's moaning.

Madeline takes her mouth off his head for a moment and regains her taste buds, steeling herself for another plunge. She moves her lips to his head, gives a quick suck on his tip--then slowly moves her mouth down his shaft farther than before. Her eyes look up and see Chet's face contort with pleasure, he can't even moan he is enjoying it so much.

Madeline uses her free hand to caress his unkempt balls.

"Damn this is a good deal." Chet mutters to himself it seems.

Madeline begins to bob her head faster and continues pleasure the dirty merchant.

It doesn't take too long and after just a few minutes of pumping his shaft with one hand, caressing his balls with the other and bobbing her head over and over again she can tell he is about to climax. Madeline sends her tongue in a circular manner working his shaft at appropriate intervals. She feels his balls begin to contract and she braces herself for his seed, pulling her mouth back to his head where she can better take down his manly goo.

"Goddddddddddddd uuuuuuuuuuugh" he begins to moan and shake in ecstasy as his warm cum shoots into Madeline's mouth. She swallows it, having so much practice since coming out of the vault has made this task quite easy. Even though Chet's tastes rather off putting she easily swallows it down, the faster the less taste remains in her mouth.

After the last drop is out and amid Chet's knees shaking Madeline takes her mouth off his cock's moist head.

Looking up at Chet she smiles, "A deal is a deal."