I didn’t wanna, but they reminded me a deal’s a deal

She swore she’d never let him ride her doggystyle—but after he dropped the cash and showed the text thread, she bent over the bed. 'A deal’s a deal,' he growled, grabbing her hips. Her pussy was still wet from earlier, and the skinny teen on the couch was filming. No crying. No begging. Just the slap of skin and her moan muffled in the pillow—she knew the rules.