Over the next hour the pair chatted and Susan learnt his name was Chuck, divorced, a self-made man and from what he said very rich. Susan found herself telling him about herself and her life and how times were hard, she thought to herself that perhaps the sob story might gain her a tip though that was rare as hen’s teeth in here. “So, you see I have seen most things in my life but there are still a few things that I want to witness,” said Chuck slurring his words slightly as the stong ale he was drinking stated to take effect. “Like what?” said Susan as she poured another pint wondering asian what on earth he wanted to see as he had regaled her with tales of the most wonderous things he had seen that Susan could only imagine. “I want to see a dog fuck a woman,” said Chuck and Susan’s hand froze on the pump as Chuck looked straight at her and went on, “and I would pay you a million dollars in cash if you were interested.” Susan paused and looked intently at Chuck trying to work out if he was joking or not at at the same time trying to calculate how much a million dollars would be in sterling and failing though she knew Hardcore it was a lot. To buy time Susan blurted out, “You must be joking,” before placing the pint down in front of him trying to stop her hands from shaking. Chuck looked at her and suddenly he was very sober as he placed the money for the drink on the bar before adding a card with a telephone number scrawled on it. “You have 24 hours to make contact.” he said slowly, “then the offer is withdrawn and this conversation never took place.” With that he drained the pint in one mighty swallow and placed the empty glass on the bar along with a £50 note. “Thank you for your time and maybe I will hear from you,” said Chuck as he turned and walked out of the door leaving Susan watching his departing back. “Fucking hell,” Martin said softly as he listened to his wife then went on, “Show me the note and do you still have his number?” Susan handed the note over and Martin examined it carefully and closely before he exclaimed, “Well fuck me its genuine. So, what do you think?” Susan paused as she considered her options, clearly by her husband’s response he wasn’t that phased by the thought and it was a lot of money which they so badly needed. Taking a large gulp creampie of her wine she looked at Martin and said, “OK but I want you there.” “Too fucking right,” said Martin feeling his cock twitch in his jeans at the thought of his wife getting fucked by a dog. This was a subject of a dream that he thought would never happen and he not only intended to be there but make sure the moment was captured on video for posterity, and perhaps a few more quid selling it on the black market. Susan picked up her phone and dialled the number on the card which rang a few times before a voice answered which she recognised as Chuck’s. “Hi,” she said cautiously, “this is Susan from the pub this afternoon you mentioned about earning some money.” Chuck roared with laughter down the phone, “You mean fucking a dog for a million bucks?” “Yes,” said Susan blushing, “I will do it so how will it work?” “Pretty easy for you really,” said Chuck, “I have contacts over here and I can set thing up in a few phone calls. I turn up with the dog and his owner, the dog fucks you, I give you a million dollars, everyone is happy.” “No funny business,” Susan said quickly, “I am fucking the dog, not you, not its owner, well not unless there is another million dollars on the table,” she laughed nervously. “Yeah just the dog, though afterwards I doubt anyone would touch the sides for a while anyway,” Chuck said with a laugh and before japanese Susan could question amateur him he went on, “So I will see you at your house at 8 o’clock next Saturday, what's your address?” Then that monster cock just amateur slipped out of me and a river of horse juice splashed around my feet. If she’s like most men, she’ll be done in five minutes. “Assignment's done?” I asked him. "Well if you insist, I'll have to take you to my bed and see what I can do about fucking you until you're satisfied." “Forget the floor,” I laughed, “Look at my filing drawers!” The side of my filing cabinet was badly dented inward. No panties, but she had some hair and it was wet. At one point, Chris pulled his mouth up off of my dick-head just long enough to ask me if I liked his "surprise." “Because I – I won’t suffer. Then I watched as they were slowly raised up then the capsule was flung high in the air to a chorus of their screams. The last of it oozed out onto my legs. It only took me a few creampie minutes to have a mind-blowing orgasm, screaming out, “God yes! I made sure not to hit April with it. "Honey, the most important thing I want you to remember asian is: never have sex with a guy if you're not being Hardcore safe, no matter how much he pressures you. That had actually hurt a bit, hmmm, might have to re-think this. At least I think she was, but it could've just been my imagination or wishful thinking. As the waves of my orgasm settled she continued massaging my breasts until all of the cum was absorbed and then gently pulled away from me and stood. I shrugged, not really sure how to feel. 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