In a seedy motel room, a teen whore waits, her eyes scanning the room, calculating the cost of her services. Her client arrives, a businessman with a thick wallet and an even thicker cock. He tosses a wad of cash onto the table, his eyes never leaving the teen's lithe body. She smiles, a practiced, sultry smile, and begins to undress, her fingers tracing the curves of her breasts, her hips, her pussy, before she drops to her knees, ready to earn every dollar.