A teen hooker, her eyes gleaming with greed, lists her prices, each body part and act assigned a value. 'You want this pussy?' she teases, stroking herself, 'It's $500.' Her client, a savvy businessman, counters, making her pout. 'Fine, $400,' she relents, spreading her legs, rubbing her clit, her breath hitching. He counts the bills, each one a promise, a contract. She takes his cock in her mouth, sucking hard, her eyes locked onto his. 'Fuck me,' she orders, her voice hoarse with desire, 'And make it worth my while.'