Madeline lets the Ambassador him cum inside her.

Madeline couldn't help herself. She wanted to convince the ambassador and she knew she could seal the deal this way. She couldn't get pregnant so she sped up.

"Oh lord." he panted, his age showing now as his chest heaved with pleasure "Oh god I am gonna cum." He released his grip off her hips slightly, expecting Madeline to get off of him.

He wouldn't have begrudged her if she had insisted on the pull out method. This was the wasteland and any woman foolish enough to let a man finish inside of her was either a depraved whore or wanted a family-otherwise they took the risk of dying in child birth with primitive medicine still the mainstay in the most of the Post-Great War world.

When she didn't dismount his eyes widened as she continued riding him. Her fair white skin and young face a contrast to his old black body.

"Ugh! Ugh!!! uuuuuuuuuuuuuGGGGGGGH!" he let loose a moan of pleasure.

Madeline felt him quiver shake as she rode him, his cock twitching as it came deep inside her cramped pussy. It was warm inside of her and she felt his load fill her up. It must have been a lot. Maybe his old balls had more gusto than she had expected.

"Ohgawwwdd oh god...." he panted as she gyrated on his cock's, eking out every drop. She leaned forward and panted herself. It was work being on top. She was suddenly grateful that she didn't have to always have sex this way, even with her age and being in good shape.

She sat there a moment and both of them could be breathing loudly as they recovered.

"Fucking hell Miss Blackwater," he breathed deeply--age not doing him any favors "you sure know how to work out a deal."

"Some deals aren't always bad for both parties." she grinned, as she got off his cock, a mess of goo running out of her stretched pussy.

Would she have to try those Kegel moves after that? _Madeline thought. He smiled a big toothy grin, his white teeth contrasting with his black skin.

She motioned for a cleaning cloth or something. He reached in a draw and gave her a handkerchief she didn't want to know the exact origin story of and began to clean herself. Then asked.

"So what is it you know?"

"Well making deals is something I could use your help on. Seeing as how you need something I think I know where you can get it." he said zipping his pants back up as Madeline wiped up her thigh getting the most she could up.

"What do you mean?" she asked putting her vault suit back on.

"You seem like just the person who might be able to...well...*convince* the Boomers of an alliance with the NCR."

"The Boomers?" Madeline mused.

"You must be from somewhere far from here." he laughed in surprise. "The Boomers are a group of reclusive tribals or something or other out north of Hoover Dam. They own Nellis Air **** Base. And old pre-war military base. The Boomers have some of the heaviest artillery around. Hell--even Caesars's Legion doesn't fuck with them."

"So you want me to get them to ally with you? How does that help me?" Madeline crossed her arms a ting of anger in her voice, fearing that she just let his big black cock make a mess in her for nothing.

"Anyone who isn't an idiot knows that all the firepower and tech they have means they must have come from a Vault. Besides--the military in the pre-war would want to have had a secure location near such a vital base. Surely you can talk to them about this ERMA thing. They don't live in a vault any more--so maybe you can also convince them to give that to you."

Madeline wrinkled her nose. He had a point.

"And it seems like you are hiring me at this point? In an official capacity?" she questioned.

"Hell yes. Fuck---here are some caps just for the roll in the sack." He reached in a draw and dropped some caps on the desk. Madeline didn't let them go to waste. Cumming inside a woman was a pretty good time--good thing he didn't know she couldn't get pregnant--he might not have given her the caps.

"That's correct." the Ambassador nodded "The NCR wants you to do this on the up and up. You can have the ERMA as payment."

"And if they don't have an ERMA?" Madeline gave him a sideways glance as she zipped up her vault suit.

"Well--the NCR will pay you for your troubles. Things are heating up at Hoover Dam and we need all the help we can get stopping Caesar's Legion." he scoffed at the mention of the Legion.

He paused then jokingly added:

"Heh if you could kill Caesar I'd be sure to get you that Erma thing too hahaha."

"Is that an option?" Madeline asked.

"Are you serious?" Ambassador Crocker said staring at Madeline in disbelief.

"I like to know my options." Madeline said seriously.

"If you can kill Caesar I will make sure the NCR will find you that Erma--doodad or whatever the hell its called. I don't care if we have to strip every vault from here to San Fran. We would get you that part. But come on--its suicide. Maybe stick to convincing the Boomers?"

Madeline considered her options--she could try and convince the Boomers to support the NCR in their struggle against the Legion or she could try and kill Caesar. She stood there a moment and then decided...