"How much?" they ask, eyes widening at the crisp bills. The men, faceless and hungry, haggle like they're buying fruit. "Fifty for a blowjob, a hundred for fucking," one girl negotiates, her voice steady despite the pounding heart. They strip, posing for the camera, taking it in every hole, their tight teen bodies used, filled, and marked with strangers' fluids. Money talks, and they listen, selling their innocence one thrust at a time.