"How much?" the john asks, eyes locked on her young, firm tits. "Fifty," she responds, her voice steady despite the nerves fluttering in her stomach. The cash changes hands, and she's on her knees, his thick cock in her mouth. He grabs her hair, fucking her face, then bends her over the bed. She gasps as he enters her, her tight pussy stretching to accommodate his size. He pounds her, slapping her ass, until he groans, pulling out to cum on her back. She wipes it off, counting the money, her body used, her dignity sold.