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"Me continu, ****..." Aya said, tears in her eyes.

As soon as the card burned, the idea of asking money for sex seemed less shameful. After all, she could have some good time and get paid for it... It's not like she didn't have the freedom to chose her partners. She could even overcharge the ones she didn't like the look. Yes, it was silly of her to be upset about all of this, she could even get some good money on the side doing this. Her parents didn't even have to know...

"So, now you would fuck anyone who pays you for it ?" Chad asked, who was watching in silence for a while.

"If money... yes... me give good fuk..." She told him.

"So, how much for a blowjob ? Or fucking you ?"

Aya didn't know what was the standard for that kind of things, so she gave some amounts that she thought was the best price for it.

"Uh... Fif-teen dolla' blo-job, plus ten if cum on me face ! fifty yo get sex, sev'ty no condom, and sev'ty five in ass..." She said.

Chad looked in his wallet.

"I have sixty-five in my wallet, can I get the without condom ?" He asked.

"Is okay." She just answered.

Aya walked to Chad, she didn't like him as a person, but, he was good looking, strong, and most of all he had money. She took off of her G-string and grabbed the money, she then put in her bikini top. She then went on the sofa and sat on his erected dick. He had paid for raw sex, so it was normal for her to do so. What a silly idea she was having before that getting paid for sex was degrading...

"Yo dik so good miste' Chad." She said sluttily.

"I know..." He answered, grabbing her butt and starting to move her up and down on his shaft.

As Chad started to fuck Aya, and her moaning started to fill the room, Tracy threw the dices. She got a two again and landed on a blue cell. Aya working and Beauty having a hard time to read, Samuel took the card and read it.

"Piercings will look greats on you... Do you continue or chicken out ?"