Selling Oral Ecstasy, No Coins Required

The cash-stained bills littering the room whisper tales of her desperation. She's a pawn in this game, her body the currency. The man before her, his cock hard and insistent, is just another transaction. She opens her mouth, taking him in, her tongue dancing along his length. She's good, oh so good, her mouth a warm, wet paradise. He grunts, his hands gripping her head, fucking her mouth with abandon. She gags, tears streaming down her face, but she doesn't stop. She can't. Not until he's spent, his cock pulsing as he fills her mouth with his salty essence. She swallows, the taste of him bitter on her tongue, a reminder of her place in this world. But she's a survivor, and she'll take any job, any mouthful, to keep going.

• teens
• whore
• cash
• money
• price
• pay
• sex-tape
• moneytalks
• money-talks

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