"How much for your cherry, sweet thing?" The old man's voice is gruff, his eyes hungry. The teen swallows hard, her mind racing. "A thousand," she whispers, her voice barely audible. He chuckles, "Done." He counts the bills, his gaze never leaving her body. She strips slowly, her fingers trembling. He watches, his cock hardening. He pushes her onto the bed, her legs wide open. Her virgin pussy glistens, a mix of fear and arousal. He thrusts hard, her cry of pain music to his ears. He fucks her hard, her teen body bouncing on the bed, her cries echoing in the room. When he's done, he leaves her there, spent and used, her virginity sold for a stack of bills.