The Ghoul Cums inside Madeline (Doggy).

Madeline felt the Ghoul's slick and leathery thighs and pelvis slam into her from behind over and over. His wrinkled hands gripped her waist tightly as he gyrated against her. She felt one hand grab her ass and squeezed it then he quickly went moved back to her hips as if steadying himself.

"Aghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" he moaned or half wailed as jolted and jostled against her. His body convulsing as he pumped Madeline full of his seed.

Madeline felt his body careen forward as he slumped across her back panting. His leathery skin wet and sickly against her own soft flesh. She also felt his cock go limp quickly inside of her, as well as a sense of tingling inside her. It felt almost electrifying but not in a pleasurable way. Was his cum radioactive? She wasn't sure, but she knew she had done her part as he rolled slowly off of her and let out a long satisfying sigh.

Madeline looked down and saw what must have been the Ghoul's cum running down her leg.

"Jesus Christ," Madeline said "Is that glowing?"

The Ghouls cum gave off a very slight florescent glow as it streamed down Madeline's inner thigh. The Ghoul raised what would have been an eyebrow if he had any hair left.

"Shit." He said "I guess so? Sorry doll, its been a while. I doubt its something a little radaway can't fix. Don't worry I can't get you pregnant either. Ha...one benefit of being a Ghoul."

Madeline began to clean herself up and wiped up what she could ungraciously with a rag.

"Truth is, darling" The Ghoul said as he sat up on the bed a sickly grin on his face "I haven't gotten off like that in years. Hell--decades. Worth every fucking cap." He motioned with his head toward the bedside table where the bag of caps lay. Madeline certainly wouldn't forget those. She earned her way into the Strip with this one job.