Messy Maddie

"I guess...." she paused "Messy Maddie?"

"Perfect." Cachino said with a grin "people certainly pay extra for that. Of course the house gets a very reasonable cut. I'll show your new digs."

So it was, Madeline Blackwater became known throughout the Strip and even beyond some say as "Messy Maddie."

The old hotel she was doing her work in was exceptionally nice by wasteland standards. The pay was good too. Each John that came into the Gomorrah looking for that particular fetish found Madeline's waiting face.

With each guest she took her time to meet their needs. Some men required real intercourse before they were ready to cause their mess.

The first customer hadn't needed that. He was so excited a few minutes of Madeline on her knees was enough. He had grunted as he pulled out of her mouth hastily.

"Here we goooooaoaaaaahhahahhhah." his voice turned into a groan as he jerked his cock fiercely a gout of tepid goo firing with each stroke.

"AHGHAGhahghghuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh" he groaned as he finished milking his cock onto Madeline's waiting face. She had closed her eyes, and was thankful. The prospector had saved up his caps, and his cum for what must have been weeks Madeline thought as she felt the lukewarm goo begin to slide down her face and chin.

Word spread quickly of Messy Maddie and then quickly men spread semen on Madeline's face. One man came specifically on her hair with strange satisfaction. Many men enjoyed releasing their stress and fluids on her immense breasts.

Everyone knew Messy Maddie was the most stacked girl in the casino. She was glad the Gomorrah had running water. She would have to shower after the most messy encounters. Others she could wipe away with a wet rag before getting another waiting customer.

There was no way to count how many children lost their life on Madeline's face or breasts.