Teenage Vixen Negotiates Her Price

"What's your price, sweetheart?" the bookie growls, his eyes roaming over her young, lithe body. She swallows hard, her heart pounding in her chest. "Whatever you want," she whispers, her voice barely audible. He smirks, pulling out a wad of bills. "And what do I get for this?" he asks, flicking through the notes. She takes a deep breath, her cheeks flushing red. "Me," she replies, her voice steady despite her racing heart. He grins, tucking the money back into his pocket. "Deal," he says, his eyes gleaming with lust and anticipation.

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

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