The United Kingdom Of Zoo (A Fake BBC Documentary Series)s6e7: Effat Hassan (41) free porn video
Footage through a car window, looking out at a twilight sky and a virtually empty motorway ahead ... There’s a car in the distance ahead of us, an occasional car or truck coming the other way, passing us at speed, nothing like you’d expect from a busy rush hour motorway.
Then we’re looking down at the driver from a high angle, corner mounted GoPro. The driver, as you’d expect, is the cleavage heavy, filthy looking pornstar-esque Charley Ozvik, the face of the British bestiality business, and our hostess ... Never quite taking her attention from the road, she looks up and over toward the camera as she speaks...
“Hello, and welcome to another edition of ‘The United Kingdom of Zoo’. I’m your host, Charley Ozvik, and this week we’re heading down the A50 to Derby to meet another lady who wishes to join our depraved domain of dogsex...”
Another brief shot of the road ahead – street lights on, the sun now gone - as we slow down and swing around a roundabout, heading toward the exit marked “City Centre – Nottingham A52” ... We’re heading for the city centre, rather than Nottingham, but we can see the confusion on Charley’s face when we cut back to her - tongue out a little, neck craning as she checks out street signs and tries to pick her way through the streets to the right address, finally pulling up infront of a little mini-mart, in a line of otherwise locked and shuttered shops. A sign above the door read’s “YUREED’S MARKET”.
In the car we watch as Charley puts on a pair of thick rimmed spectacles and looks up at us. She looks good in them. She taps the corner of the spectacles as she speaks. “I’ve got a new camera this week ... Built into the frame of these glasses so I don’t have to look so stupid with that headband ... What do you think? Sexy, yeah?” She blows us a kiss and we cut to the Charley POV shot...
It’s not the highest quality image, but it’s good enough for our purposes. We see the deserted street as she gets out, opens the back door and watches a big yellow, long-haired Labrador, Thor, jump out and run in a quick circle, cutting away from the image just as he pauses to piss against the corner of the building.
Cut to – inside the shop, a bell tingling as the door is opened, look down to see Thor trotting in beside Charley’s knee-length booted legs and tight tight blue jeans.
We hear a man’s voice, with a strong Indian/English accent, shouting, “You can’t bring dog in here...” Then changing tone. “Ohh” Almost laughing, “It’s you ... Hellooo...” And then we see him, a shortish, grey-haired and moustached middle-aged man in a sweater, shirt and grey pants, approaching us with arms wide. “Welcome to Yureed’s Market ... I’m Yureed, and this is my wife...” He turns toward the rear of the store and notes that no-one is there, then shouts, “Effat ... Charley is here ... And she has a friend...”
We cut to a shot of the doorway to the rear of the store just in time to see a middle-aged Pakistani woman, anything but sexy. Plain faced, poor posture, black hair tied back. Its hard to judge from her saree, but she doesn’t look overly fat. She sees Charley, then looks down and sees Thor, and her expression brightens – more from surprise than excitement. “Oh hallo, Charley...” Her smile becomes broader, revealing an imperfectly aligned set of slightly off-colour teeth (none missing).
We cut to a shot of Effat’s behind (in saree) as she climbs a narrow staircase, Thor stumbling up the steps behind her. We can hear Yureed behind us, we presume he has a better view than us – looking at Charley’s arse in her jeans rather than Effat’s in her saree. “Thank you for coming ... We have been waiting very long for you...”
Cut to, Effat and Yureed sitting side by side on the couch. Close-up on Effat, who is sitting forward with her hands on her knees. She speaks direct to camera, her accent thick with stereotypical accent ticks.
“My name is Effat Hassan. I was born in Faisalabad in Pakistan, 41 years ago ... I married Yureed when I was 14, and he brought me here to England, when I was 18. But where he really wants me to be is in The United Kingdom of Zoo...” She slurs slowly, lazily, like a woman bored of the world – stretching words out – ‘Pakistan’ comes out as ‘Paaaaar-kiss-staaahhn’, ‘wants’ comes out as ‘vaaaaants’.
To her side, Yureed says nothing, just sits back and looks across at her as she tells her story.
“I was a virgin when I married Yureed, of course, I was only 14 ... That’s why he married me.”
Yureed interrupts, “14 is soooo tight!” He smiles to himself, then checks himself. “Is it okay for me to say that? Effat is the only 14-year-old I ever touched...”
Effat leans forward and talks over him again. “So he likes to watch me having sex with other men ... Big, strong, white men. He pays them to have sex with me, and he likes to watch ... And I do it because I like to please him...”
“She does it because she likes it...” Says Yureed without moving. “And that’s good, because I like to watch.”
“Then he starts watching your show a few years ago, and he ask me to watch with him, and I like it ... And he says he wants to see me with a dog. I have sex with men for him, I have sex with a dog for him ... I don’t care...”
Yureed takes over. “She says it is for me, but I know she likes it ... She looks out of the window at everyone with a dog ... At first I think she’s looking at the men ... Then she starts talking about the dogs ... She doesn’t know the breeds, so she says ‘there is a Casanova outside’ or ‘I see a Dino over the road’ – all she knows is your show.” He smiles again. “And I realise that I want her to have sex with a dog, and she wants is to be on your show, so if we put the two together...”
Effat sits back, almost resigned to it... “I want to have sex with a dog on your show ... Today...”
We cut to a shot of Effat standing infront of the couch, slowly unwrapping herself from her saree, gradually exposing her dark body. She has rough looking skin, curves in the right places, but a little extra fat around the middle. Big boobs held in one of the most boring white bras we’ve ever seen on the show – sensible white granny panties too.
She talks, drawls anyway, as she undresses. “I don’t like dogs – they scare me ... He knows it ... I think that’s what he likes the most.”
Charley looks across to Yureed, who is nodding his agreement, then back to Effat as she reaches behind her back to unhook her bra, letting it fall away and expose her big round tits, which fall several inches once they are unsupported.
Then it’s the panties – pulled down her thighs un-ceremonially, revealing a big bush of black pubic hair. Effat straightens up, stark naked. She’s probably the least attractive naked body/face combination we’ve seen on the show. Not grotesque, not deformed, and not something people will turn their tvs off to avoid seeing – but not attractive either.
She looks right at us and holds her arms out to her sides. “Shall we begin... ?”
Charley gives Thor the signal and he stands up, walks right to Effat - looking up at her as he gets closer, then dropping his head and trying to shove his snout up between her thighs. She skips back a little, surprised by his direct approach – maybe a little scared, but trying to hide it.
She looks over her shoulder toward Yureed, who is relaxing back on the couch, watching keenly. Then asks him, “And I suppose you are wanting me to fuck this doggy, yes?”
He nods, almost like he’s roll-playing being in charge, “This is why we are here, isn’t it?”
She turns around to face him, so she can see her face whilst she is being fucked, and gets down onto the floor – hands and knees, big boobs hanging down and swinging around, arse in the air. Her pussy, surrounded by dark skin and thick black pubic hair, pushes back between her thighs, opening up a little to show the cool pinkness within, glistening with enough wetness to suggest that she’s looking forward to this more than she admits.
Thor moves in for a closer investigation, sniffing and licking at this pink delight, making the old Pakistani slapper jump a little as his hot tongue sweeps over her most sensitive flesh. She opens her mouth, but no sound comes out, save for a few sharp little intakes of breath as the dog licks noisily at her pussy.
Perhaps she tastes different to his regular white-girls, perhaps he’s just in a good mood – but he really digs into this treat – burying his snout in her arse-crack to give his tongue the best access to her cunt, spreading those dark lips with every slurping, deep, wet lick.
And the first signs of pleasure are already showing on Effat ... Tipping her head back, letting her eyes close a little, her mouth still wide open.
“You are enjoying this, aren’t you, you dirty fucking whore!” Calls Yureed, sitting forward a little, apparently enjoying it all as much as his wife is, and really playing up his control.
Effat breathes hard as the dog licks, beginning to whimper a little, angling her back down and pushing her arse out, trying to give him better access to her clit up at the front of her pussy ... Reaching back with one hand to finger herself...
“Don’t help him, slut...” Calls Yureed. “It’s not your time yet...” He smiles. “Let him do all of the work. You are here to be used!”
A little smile crosses her face as she does what she’s told, bringing her hand back up and placing it on the floor, looking at her husband again as she wills the dog on with his licking. “Is this good for you, my dear?” She asks between whining little moans.
It’s obvious from just looking at him that he’s loving it. “I will love it more when he is using you properly...” He looks over to behind the camera. “She is a fuck-pig ... He should be fucking her, not giving her pleasure...”
Charley notes that here on the United Kingdom of Zoo our dogs do what they want to do, not what we want them to do – especially Thor – so Yureed sits back for a second, arms folded and a little pissed off that he’s not in control. “Is this because I’m Pakistani, eh? You don’t want to do what I want to do?” He looks more than a little pissed off now ... But that changes very quickly – he begins to smile and sits forward as...
Thor stops licking at Effat’s pussy and rears up onto her back, his front legs wrapping around her wide hips and crossing under her saggy belly. Effat grunts as the weight arrives on her back, but looks more bothered by the fact that the licking has ceased. “Just a few more seconds...” She says, trailing off as the dog takes hold. Her eyes suddenly opening wide and her face lighting up as she exclaims, “Oh myyyyy... !”
We cut to a side-shot to see the handsome animal thrusting into her – his cock already buried inside her pink pussy.
“Come on doggy, fuck that dirty slut!” Calls Yureed, a smile spreading over his face. “She bloody fucking loves it! Go on...”
Charley moves in close, dropping down to look up between their legs, moving Thor’s tail aside so we can see the dog’s thick shaft sliding in and out as he slams into the Pakistani slut. It glistens in what little light we have and little drops of cum drip out, as he makes quick work of her.
“Oh my ... Oh yes...” She gasps, raising her head to look right at her husband again, a snarling, nasty look on her face as she takes what the dog is giving her, struggling but loving it anyway. “Oh yes ... Fuck me with your big doggy cock! Fuck me with it!”
As usual – the fuck she is enjoying so much lasts barely a minute, as intense and powerful as it is, it’s not enough to satisfy her ... But now the dog is slowing down, pulling closer and wrapping his paws tighter around her soft belly ... And she’s feeling something new ... Moaning loud and deep. “Ooouuuuuuurrrrrrggghhhhhh” ... Her eyes rolling back, almost entirely white...
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