In the grimy back alley, the teen's breath hitches as the stranger's proposition sinks in. "Money talks," he growls, waving a thick wad of cash. She swallows hard, her eyes darting from the money to the growing bulge in his pants. "What do I have to do?" she asks, her voice barely a whisper. He smirks, "Just open wide, sweetheart." She hesitates, then reaches out, her small hand wrapping around his throbbing cock. She takes a deep breath and, with a practiced motion, takes him deep into her mouth, her eyes watering as she sucks for the cash.