“Okay Mr Grayson, so it’s £20 if you want me to pull my top down.”

“Do you like them? It’s another ten to touch.”

“Okay, you can show me yours.”

“Oh gosh, it’s big. Rub it against my boobs? I guess that’s another twenty.”

“Go on, you can put it between them.”

“Oh God no, Mr Grayson! I didn’t say you could cum on them. Now I’m covered in it. What a mess.”

“Lick it off? I suppose so. But that’s another fifty.”

“You haven’t got that much cash? Don’t worry, I’ve got my own card reader. Just tap here."