The neon lights of the city reflect in her eyes as she walks the streets, her body a commodity, her price set. She finds a willing buyer, a man with a thick wallet and an even thicker cock. They exchange words, then cash, before she drops to her knees, her hands eagerly unbuckling his belt. She takes him into her mouth, her lips stretching around his girth, her tongue swirling around his head. He grunts, his hands fisting in her hair, guiding her movements. Then, with a rough grip, he pulls her up, bends her over, and plunges into her from behind, making her scream in a mix of pain and pleasure as he fucks her for the price she set.