The United Kingdom Of Zoo (A Fake BBC Documentary Series)s6e3: Maggie Craggs (51) free porn video
We fade in on a low-quality video image of a middle-aged, dark-haired woman. She’s slim and white – very white. Not a head-turner, but pleasant enough for her age. Dark eyes, high cheekbones, a narrow jaw.
She’s casually dressed in jeans and blouse, although the blouse is unbuttoned far enough to show some cleavage – widely spaced cleavage, boobs not too big, but with a good couple of inches between them.
She’s holding a piece of paper; which she reads from as she looks into the camera lens. Her voice is rough, either a screamer or a cigarette smoker – and with a distinct northern accept.
“Dear Charley, please can you fix it for me to be fucked ragged by a big dog on national television! I’m a 51 year old whore from Nottingham, my husband left me last year with our three kids to look after and my life is absolute dog-shite, so I want to take this chance to fulfil my lifelong ambition to be a total fucking slut and do the most disgusting things I can think of! Because ... Fuck you, everyone!”
She smiles contritely to the camera as she folds the paper up and flicks it away to the side.
We fade through to a shot from the corner of a car, looking down and across at the driver - our hostess Charley Ozvik – with her straight black hair framing her surgically enhanced face, and from this higher angle a perfect shot of her fake cleavage and “DOGWHORE” chest tattoo, highlighted by a tight, low-cut T-shirt.
“Hello, I’m Charley Ozvik – and I’m here to welcome you to another episode of ‘The United Kingdom of Zoo’. Me and my boy Thor...”
We cut to a quick shot of Thor, curled up in the back of the car, sleeping as we drive. Watching him for a few seconds before cutting back to the GoPro in the corner...
“ ... Are travelling up and down the country to entertain you through the lockdown ... Never mind COVID-19, we’re here to produce DOGVID-20 ... And this week we’re driving over to Nottingham, to meet yet a filthy fucking cunt who wants to show the world what a whore she is!” She smiles, remembering that she’s recording for broadcast. “Forgive my language.”
We cut to hand-held GoPro footage of Charley walking along a suburban street, with Thor padding along at her side, looking up at her with a joyful look on his face. He knows they’re going somewhere good ... Charley smiles and talks to camera as she walks. “Just a few more houses... 18... 20... 22, I think this is it...” She turns and walks up the garden path, looking beyond the camera and calling, “Hellloooooo” with a big smile. She flicks the camera around and we see the lady from the opening scene standing in the doorway, wearing a dressing gown that’s hanging a little open – not enough for us to see too much, but enough to see she’s pretty fucking relaxed.
Charley says “Let’s get inside before the neighbours start staring...” as she approaches.
The woman waves her hand dismissively. “Fuck ‘em, let ‘em stare ... I don’t mind...” And she opens the front of her gown, exposing her naked body – it’s pale, a little old and tired but still slim.
Charley laughs but calls out, “Cover up, love, you might not care but I don’t want anyone calling the police on us!!”
We cut to inside the house – looking into one bedroom, seeing a teenage boy sitting at his PS4, playing hard and ignoring us. “Hi Michael” – he doesn’t look up. Cut to another bedroom door opening up, another teenage boy playing on another PS4, headset on, “Hi Kevin...” – he waves us away as he talks to his friend. Then we watch as the woman walks us along the hall to her bedroom, talking back over her shoulder. “I don’t think the lockdown is bothering them – they just play playstation all fucking day – you could set a bomb off in the street outside, so long as the internet doesn’t go down, they wouldn’t leave their rooms! Kelly’s in her room, reading, we won’t see her...”
Cut to her bedroom, her sitting on the edge of her bed, talking direct to camera. Looking from the lens to Charley, to Thor, and back, as she talks – never quite sure who she should be telling the story to.
“Hello ... My name is Maggie Craggs ... I fucking hate that ... When I was married, I was Maggie Lennon, that was much better ... But I wasn’t keeping that cunt’s name!” She pulls a face as if to say ‘urrggghhh’. “I’m 51 years old, and I’m from Nottingham.”
“Are you a fan of the show... ?” Asks Charley.
Maggie nods, “Yeah ... I like to watch the show ... The episodes with the young, fit sluts ... Not the ones with the broken old slappers like me. I just like watching the tight girls being brought down to Earth and shown they aren’t special! Happens to all of us eventually – we get the joy of being special smashed out of us ... It’s better to see it happen to them when they’re young.”
“Did it get knocked out of you when you were young?”
Maggie nods again, “Not young enough, no ... I went through my teens, right through my twenties, always thinking my pussy was magic or something. I had a few relationships, but no-one ever walked away from me ... All my boyfriends thought I was special – they never left me, I left them ... Then I met my husband, and we got married, and we had kids ... And then the bastard left me ... I’ve never been left ... I thought my cunt was magic or something ... Addictive ... Like fucking heroin or something ... Big fucking lesson learned!”
“So you’ve learned you haven’t got an addictive and magic pussy ... And now you want to have sex with a dog?” Asks Charley. “Or have you always wanted to have sex with a dog?”
This time Maggie shakes her head. “No ... Well, not really ... All my life I thought men were worshipping my cunt because it was special. I could have anything I wanted, but I wanted to keep it special so men would keep worshipping. I didn’t fuck a lot of men. And when I fucked them, I was a ‘good girl’. I did ‘everything’, but I did it in a ‘nice’ way ... So I didn’t do all the things I wanted to do ... I wanted to be filthy and try everything ... But I didn’t want to ruin it – spoil my reputation – scare the men off ... But now ... Fuck it, I’m over 50, and my husband left me. He didn’t even leave me for someone else ... He just walked out. So now ... It’s time to be a filthy slut ... And I can’t think of anything filthier, or sluttier, than ... Fucking that!” She points at Thor. We whip the camera around to point at Thor, sitting and smiling, his big tongue hanging out of his mouth as he waits for his queue.
There’s a spiteful bitterness in everything she says, but it’s coupled with a sexual energy. She clearly wants to have sex with Thor – she keeps looking down toward him. “I just want to see if the kids notice, see what the ex says next time he comes to pick them up ... See how all those cunts out there react.” She waves her hand toward the window and her neighbours beyond.
“Is there anything special you’re looking forward to?” Asks Charley.
“Just a big cock and a good fucking...” Says Maggie. “I hope it feels good ... But as long as it feels dirty, I’ll be happy!”
“In that case,” says Charley, “you’ll be happy ... Because I can’t remember anyone on our show who didn’t say they felt dirty once they had done the deed ... Would you like to get started... ?”
Maggie stands up, letting her gown fall back down her arms onto the bed, exposing her body completely ... It’s a middle-aged, white housewife’s body. Slim without being muscular. Pale. Soft. Tits spaced wide on her chest, drooping from age and feeding three children. She’s not trying to look good, she just is what she is. A 51 yr old mother of three from Nottingham.
She drops to her knees and spreads her arms wide, dropping her arse to the floor between her heels – and blows welcoming kisses to Thor, who rushes toward her as soon as Charley unhooks his leash.
As soon as he reaches her, she grabs his collar with one hand and wraps the other around his shoulder, and tries to keep hold and control him, but he’s having none of it, wriggling and licking at her face, slopping his big wet tongue around her chin and cheeks, over her nose and mouth. She gasps as he licks, closing her eyes and tipping her head forward, moving her mouth within range of his – letting him slop his tongue across it ... Parting her lips to let him lick inside. Giving her mouth to him ... Letting him lick her again and again, his tongue exploring deep ... Almost making her cough ... Her pushing back with her tongue, pushing it out and letting him lick that instead of into her mouth.
She pushes him away and lifts her head a little, talking to the camera as much as him, “Yeah, you like my kisses? I like your tongue ... You can lick me anywhere you want...”
He pulls away from her demented smile and takes another look at what he’s dealing with ... His tail wagging slowly as he sizes her up ... Then moves back in, this time lowering his head and trying to bury his nose between her thighs ... She reacts by leaning backwards onto her elbows – her hands gripping her ankles, which are still on either side of her arse, then she stretches her thighs out as wide as she can to afford him full access to her hot honey pot.
“Oh yeah, lick my cunt ... Lick my dirty old cunt!” She spits, pulling her best ‘bad girl’ face, teeth exposed and lips out. “That’s it ... Dirty boy ... Licking that ... Aaahhhhh...” She loses it...
The dog drops down to a lower position, changing his angle of attack, stretching his paws out under her arse, between her calves, his wet nose up next to her wet pussy – his long tongue slopping over it and deeper into it...
She lays back further until her shoulder blades are almost on the floor, her knees almost over-extended, still holding her ankles – shaking as he licks her ... Letting this last as long as she can before the strain on her knees gets too great ... Then she lets loose of her ankles and kicks her legs out infront of her, on either side of the dog ... He doesn’t seem too bothered by this and just keeps on licking...
She’s down on her back now, hands free to work on her soft tits. She pinches and pulls at her nipples – stretching the boobs up from her body into strange conical mounds of flesh.
“Oh yes ... Yes ... Licking my fucking cunt...” She gasps, “Good dog ... Lick it ... Lick that fucking cunt ... Goooooood boy!”
After another 30 seconds of non-stop licking - her legs start to shake, as do her hands, fingers still pinching her nipples – which means her boobs are shaking and wobbling too ... Her face begins to tense up, her breathing gets ragged ... And the dog’s licking continues ... Pushing her on ... On ... Closer ... We see her mouthing something, later confirmed by lipreaders to be “Dogfucker” over and over...
And then...
“OOOooooooooohhhhhh! Fucking hell ... Oh fuuuu-uururrr-kkkkkk!” She shouts, pausing to pull in air halfway through. Her face red, her eyes wide and filled with disbelief ... Her whole body twisting over – her thighs closing together, legs crossing to block the dog’s path to her pussy ... He ducks back to avoid her leg, then jumps up and moves after her as her arse comes up in the air...
Whether intentionally or not, she has positioned herself almost perfectly for the big labrador. Knees spread wide on the floor - about two feet apart, arse in the air, leaning forward on her elbows with her forearms flat on the carpet...
For a dog with a taste for pussy, it’s impossible to resist – so he dives forward, sticking his snout between her thighs and digging in again, his tongue exploring her slot from behind...
“Shiittttt!” She yelps, and she tries to crawl away from him – her pussy too sensitive to take another licking so soon after the first one, trying to turn around, but not able to move as fast as him...
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