A teen's hungry gaze meets a stranger's hungry gaze, and a deal is struck. Clad in lacy lingerie, she performs a private dance, her body writhing, her hands caressing her curves. She drops to her knees, her eyes gleaming with anticipation. She takes him deep, her lips stretching, her throat constricting, her tongue flicking. She's a whore, yes, but a whore who loves her job. She's a teen, yes, but a teen who knows the power of her mouth. She's money well spent, her throat a warm, wet paradise.