"How much for you, little slut?" the first customer asks, his eyes roaming over the teens' barely clad bodies. "Fifty for a handjob, a hundred for a blowjob, two hundred for the pussy," the older one replies, her voice steady despite the nervousness in her stomach. She takes his money, then his cock, her small hand struggling to fit around its girth as she strokes him. The younger one watches, her own body responding to the sight, her hand sneaking between her legs to rub her clit, eager to join in the forbidden, lucrative dance of flesh and desire.