Sexy Step-Tradesies

Toby already gave Melody her monthly cash, so she's tapped out. Fresh out of coins for new threads, she needs something — now. This old perv loves putting fucked-up ideas on ice till they're perfect. So the scheme hits her: she'll sell him the clothes that are already pasted to her body, piece by piece. He names his price, she names what she wants. Deal struck, game on. No extra cash changing hands, just Melody peeling down. Tank top off the first go — pink cotton stretched over her young tits goes for fifty bucks she immediately spends in her head. Says it loud even while she's rolling the hem up and over, taunting him with moves only a girl with total control over exactly who's paying would dare. Nipples stiff already, brushing air that gets thick between them when his eyes lock onto the twin cherries showing. Bra next. That's another fifty. Sets that black-cup thing swinging between two fingers before she makes him fork over. Still wearing the school skirt when she hooks her thumbs in the panties under it and offers front-row pussy peeks if he wants panties-up-charging extra. Toby grins that shark smirk each time another hundred touches her palm, counting sweat first — price raises itself while she hesitates because watch these bitches go sky-high when she's barging straight ahead without her bottoms.