Madeline Sucks and Fucks the Patients but Pulls Out

Madeline decided she could make a pretty good profit if she secretly offered herself to some of the wealthier patients. Madeline would find a patient with some wealth and who wasn't too disgustingly injured

and offer to bathe them. Few said no when she gave her dangerous smile and leaned over them, her large bust only adding incentive. Making sure they were clean she would off them a few options.

"I can clean it with my mouth." she would say, moving her head slowly closer to their soapy manhood "or I can dirty it up for you." She would smile and caress her crotch every so slightly. The patients got the hint.

Many would let her work her mouth. Indeed, she found that many of the men preferred that. But some men leered at her body and wanted to feel inside her. It wasn't enough to have her blow them--they wanted to *feel* her.

Since she offered up her precious pussy she could charge them more. Though Madeline had some sense of decency or maybe it was practicality for clean up to deny them the ability to cum inside of her.

Maybe it was the thought of putting so many strangers' warm seed inside of her she didn't care for. She couldn't get pregnant--not with the Vault implant she had--but still. Something prevented her from letting them finish inside of her.

"You can't finish inside of me." She would say as she mounted them. Their face would show a mixture of disappointment at the idea of not being able to explode in her tight warm slit--but as they felt her slide down them, they also felt ecstasy.

"For some extra you can finish in my mouth." Madeline would quickly reassure the patient. That made their eyes widen with delight.

Madeline had to be careful not to get caught. Sucking off a man on a cot in a tent without getting noticed was much easier than riding one. Only late at night when there were no lights on could she truly offer such services.

Madeline was rarely satisfied by the clients. After she cleaned their cock with soapy water and more than just rubbing she found they were much more likely to explode. If she had done any mopping with her mouth they came even faster.

It was all just as good for Madeline who wanted the men to finish quickly so as to avoid being caught by the Followers.

Eventually as patients caught on to Madeline's routine they began to nod at her and their fellow "patients" whenever Madeline showed up late at night.

The men would chit chat about it and even act as lookouts.

All too often she would bathe, suck, then begin to ride a client just about to enjoy herself when they would whisper to her.

"Oh God I'm gonna cum." or "Shit get ready."

With a sigh of wanting she would get off quickly. If they didn't pay extra or she felt in no rush she would pull out of them and jerk their warm seed anywhere but inside of her.

If they paid extra she would move her mouth to their cock's head, gulping the sticky load.

One man, either too wrapt with pleasure or being a bastard didn't tell Madeline he was going to cum. As Madeline moved up and down on his shaft she felt him quiver and heard him moan a guttural moan she had heard plenty of times before. She felt a warm sensation inside of her as he bucked.

"What the fuck!" She whispered as she turned to look back at him. Even in the dark of the night the man knew she was staring daggers.

"Shit sorry...I..." he stumbled for words. Madeline pulled off his cock and felt the goo flow out of her.

"You son of a bitch." Madeline said as she snatched the caps the man offered in forgiveness.

"I--I'm sorry."

"What the hell Marty!?" a man on a cot next to the offender said "You know the rules."

Madeline stomped off, she wasn't worried about getting pregnant but it was the point of the matter.

The next day when Madeline was carrying out her actual nursing duties she noticed that Marty had a black eye and a bruised face. He wouldn't be making any problems. The men in the tent had an unspoken rule to not spoil a good thing. Indeed, Dr. Fawks wondered why many of the men came back to the Old Mormon Fort after making speedy recoveries they would sometimes show back up again for services.

After some time at the Old Mormon Fort, however, Madeline knew she had to make a decision.