A teen's price tag hangs in the air, her body the currency. 'Eighteen,' she whispers, eyes locked onto the cash. She's a virgin, untouched, but her body language screams otherwise. She's a whore, a slut, ready to sell her tight, wet pussy for the right price. She plays with her tits, her pussy, teasing, taunting. She's a sex tape waiting to happen, her body the star, her price the ticket.