I guess I'd go with one of the classics: Sylvia Saint (before she really got into GBs) or Racquel Darrian (with a Brazilian, not her usual furry landing strip). Call me Old School.
TT's scenario reminds me of a joke:
A guy walks into a bar and sits down next to the most beautiful woman there. He buys her a drink, then another, then another as they comfortably chat away the hours. As they get near to closing hour the guy leans over and says to the woman, "I hope you don't think I'm too forward, but would you mind if I ask you a personal question?"
The woman, with a modest blush and a gleam in her eye replies, "You've been such a gentleman, I can't imagine you asking anything offensive, please go ahead and ask."
To which the guy says, "Well, you see, the reason I came in here tonight was because I have an incurable medical condition. Tonight is my last night on earth and I didn't want to be alone. I hope you don't take offense at this, but, would you have sex with me tonight for a million dollars?"
The woman of course feigns surprise, but she's not surprised at all. She's been flirting with the guy all night. She smiles coyly and replies, "Well, seeing as it's your last night on earth, I will!"
So the guy smiles and says, "That's wonderful! Would you do it for $100?"
Aghast, the woman recoils and shouts, "$100?! What do you think I am??"
To which the guy replies, "We've already established what you are, now we're just haggling over the price!"