The United Kingdom Of Zoo (A Fake BBC Documentary Series)s7e11: Olga Tozer (42) free porn video
We open on footage from a current affair documentary, the host doing her best to sound very earnest about the plight of the women she’s discussing. As she speaks, we see a montage of young ladies, either beautiful, or close enough that no-one would argue the point…
“Package tours to the Ukraine for single western men, seeking eastern European brides. The marketing for these week-long breaks boast that the men will meet women who are not only beautiful, but also dutiful… Young women, with old fashioned values… Women, who know their place…”
We see the women now dancing in a ‘disco’ with a bunch of middle aged men, as the host continues her loaded commentary. “In the Ukraine, the women outnumber the men by almost 2 to 1… And finding a husband for these single ladies, is big business… For western men who can’t find a woman who ‘knows her place’, it’s a chance to find a woman who would normally be completely out of their reach…”
We cut away from the documentary before the tone of the host becomes too condescending, and we’re suddenly face-to-face with an attractive (slightly past her best) brunette, who’s wearing just a little too much make-up. The low-cut front of her summer dress exposed deep cleavage – big boobs attracting our eyes downward… She speaks with a strong eastern European accent, introducing herself to us. “Hello, I am Olga Tozer, I have 42 years, and I vaas from Odessa…”
We cut to a wider shot, finding a middle-aged man sitting next to her. He’s thin, tall, and very respectable looking. He introduces himself to camera, perfect unaccented, educated English. “My name is Robert Tozer. I’m 58-years old, and I’m an accountant from Norwich.”
Whenever he talks, Olga stares up over at him as if she’s hanging on every word.
Now relaxing on a couch, chatting away to us. “I’d been married and divorced by the time I was 30 and I had a bad experience with my first wife that put me off relationships for quite a while, so I withdrew into my career. I lived quite frugally, didn’t spend if I didn’t have to, and saved up a lot of money… Then I turned 40 and realised that I could buy pretty much everything I had ever wanted… But - money can’t buy you love…” A smile flickers over Olga’s face as he says this.
He continues unaware of her reaction, “… I realised that I’d been hiding from that for too long… I tried dating, but the women I liked weren’t interested in a 40-year-old accountant from Norwich – so I thought I should look a little further afield… I ended up on Russian Brides dating sites, looking at all of these stunning ladies… And then I thought, why not just go and get one… It sounds like a shopping trip, but I went with all the best intentions…”
Cut to Olga’s turn to talk. Robert holding her hand tightly as she tells her story. “I grew up in leetle town outside Odessa. All my friends want to meet nice man and marry, but not many nice man in Ukraine. Some my friends they want to meet American man, Australian man… I want meet English man. I go to party for English men to meet Odessa girls – and I meet Robert. He much nicer than other men. He talk to my face not to my boobies…” She laughs a little.
“I didn’t tell her I had money.” Says Robert, “But said I was looking for a traditional girl who wanted to have children and look after the home.”
“I said, I want have children, I cyan cook, I cyan clean.” Then laughs as she remembers, “And this was very long ago when I am still young and syexy… I said, I am 24, I look like this… And I can do ANYTHING you like…” She flashes a cocky look at the camera and we have no doubt she could, and would, do ‘anything’. She’s here today after all!
Robert again, “It’s a strange position to find yourself in… I’ve never been a forward man, but there I was with this stunning young lady, we’ve barely met, and she’s telling me that she will do ‘anything’ for me… I was blown away… I was supposed to go on a date with a different girl every day – but I took her out every day instead, and by the end of the week we were already planning for her to come to England.”
Olga’s turn to talk again, “I come to England, I am 25, we get married I am 25, I get pregnant I am 25… I have first baby 26, second baby 28, last baby 29… Then happy family, good wife, until now…”
There’s a pause, the two of them content together. Robert continues, “She thinks I’ll get bored of her now that she’s getting ‘old’… Go back to Odessa and trade her in for a younger model…”
Olga, “It is my duty to be beautiful for my husband… Is to make him hyappy all time. I don’t look like before, but I try… I always look for to make heem hyappy… I ask heem, what else I can do for joo?”
Robert, “I was just asking her if she would do this, or that… Just every dirty idea I could think of – I didn’t actually intend on asking her to do it… And I jokingly asked her if she would have sex with a dog for me – and she’s suddenly smiling big, ‘Of course’, she says - without even thinking about it… And I suddenly realise that everything we’ve ever done, sexually, has been my idea… We’ve never done anything for her…”
Olga is still smiling to his side, nodding as he finishes his story. Then she turns to camera. “I never think about this… This sex with doggy… But he says it and it makes me ‘horny’…” She looks just a little embarrassed.
“I want her to know that whatever she wants to do, it’s fine by me… I’d love to watch her do something for herself…” Robert adds.
Cut to a close up of Olga, looking a little shy, but very very dirty at the same time. “I vaant to make love with doggy… I vaant it very much.”
We cut to a shot of the long driveway outside their home – getting an indication of just how nice their home is. A remote-controlled gate winding slowly open to allow a large estate car to pull off the road and roll up toward the house.
The car stops infront of the large entrance porch of the home, and the driver gets out – tall, thin and with a ridiculously outdated curly perm, he walks to the rear of the car and pops the hatchback… There’s a short pause – then a huge, languid form of a long-legged, huge headed beast falls/rolls/jumps out of the car, half running in an arc back toward the car as it stretches its leg… A huge Great Dane that we all recognise… It’s Dino… The living legend of UK of Zoo… Our largest dog in more ways than one! Along with his owner, Bernard the Brummie.
We cut back to the living room as Olga stands to welcome her visitors – man and dog… Her dress hangs tight to her body, great boobs, narrowing through the belly, and smooth hips/thighs… She’s kept herself in great shape for a mother of three – living up to her mantra of keeping herself looking good for her husband.
She’s smiling as she approaches Bernard, looking down at Dino to his side as she reaches out and puts a hand on each of the owner’s arms, leaning in to kiss him on each cheek as she greets him. “Thank you for bringing dog to me…”
And then, without waiting for Bernard to say anything, she bends forward and puts her hands down onto Dino’s huge head, running them over his ears and down his neck, grabbing onto his collar with one hand and holding him at arm’s length, an expression on her face that suggests she will be in total control throughout this session.
“Now, vat are joo vanting to do of me, eh?” Olga asks in that strong Russian accent.
She leans into him and lets him lick her face, her mouth closed tight, lips together – only a couple of times then she pulls away. There’s no indication of pleasure on her face. “Nice kisses...” She says. “Goot boy.”
Dropping to her knees, she pushes the dog’s big head back and up, then leans in under it, still holding his collar, then reaches down between his front legs with her other hand and rubbing his chest, then his belly, then his sheath, letting him rest his slobbery jowls against her shoulder.
He pushes his hindquarters toward her hand as she fondles him - and ends up sitting down, pushing his chest out toward her, almost leaning sideways to afford her easier access… She continues to praise him in that thickly accented broken English. “Guuuut boy… Ju like, yes…” as she plays with his cock, gradually drawing the sheath back to reveal the slim, but growing, tip of his shiny little shaft.
The longer she fondles, the more Dino leans back and over, away from her, offering up his belly… The more she plays, the more of his shaft is exposed, and the more it grows – slowly swelling to a more familiar and exciting size… Then the dog rolls onto his side, with one leg raised in the air and his belly fully exposed, looking down at her with an almost hopeful look on his face.
“Oh, zat’s niiice…” She says as she continues to play with it. “Are ju showink me jor bik cock, boy?”
She takes hold of his sheath and grips the shaft within, then starts wanking it… Slipping her hand up and down the shaft, now big enough to take seriously - pumping it at a good speed. This is a woman who’s clearly jerked a lot of cock. She instinctively seems to know how tight he needs to be held and how fast he likes to be jerked.
“Does these feel gut to joo..?” She asks, more for our benefit that Dino’s… Jerking in bursts of 5-6 seconds at a time, until the lipstick tip begins to swell and a little more shaft begins to appear - slowing to a more even, and longer stroke, pulling the sheath back with each stroke to reveal a little more of the pink shaft.
Gradually exposing more and more of it, until she has a near fully erect cock infront of her – long and fat, maybe 75% of the way there… “Oooohh, zat is very, very seck-sy!” She tells us, as if we don’t know that already.
She inspects it at arm’s distance. “Joo vant I suck it, jes?” She asks, looking right into Dino’s eyes. We can see Robert in the background, nodding, but it’s clear that she’s asking the dog rather than her husband. Without waiting for an answer, she leans forward, her big tits hanging down under her in that summer dress, taking the tip of the dog’s meat into her mouth, closing her lips around around the head and sucking on it just long enough to get a taste, then letting it slip out.
“Thiz iz nice… I like thiz taste…” She says quietly before going in for another tip-suck, slurp, sampling more of his wetness. Looking up at the camera and giving us a thumbs up, as if we can’t understand what she’s saying.
Sucking a little more of it this time, and for a little longer… Holding it there for a few seconds, then sliding it out again and smiling. “Jas…” She confirms. “Iz good cock!” Vary vary sek-sy!”
She turns her head slightly to face the close-up camera as she sucks and kisses the cock. “Iz lookink good, jas? Seksy?” – but she doesn’t wait for confirmation, she moves her mouth right back to the animal’s hard cock and sucks on the end again.
Almost as an after-thought, she pauses to hook the front of her dress down under her boobs, pulling them out one at a time, the dress holding them together and pushing them up/forward. Big nipples and pink areola. She smiles and returns to oral action…
Still holding the cock at the base, her fingers around the shaft and knot like she’s holding a brandy glass, holding it out toward her – taking more of the shaft into her mouth, pushing it deeper. Eyes flicking to the side to check the camera is still on her as she sucks – winking at us, and smiling a little around the shaft, as she works. Cupping her boobs with her other hand as she leans forward, taking the cock deeper, struggling to open her mouth wider, to take it right to the back of her throat – pushing beyond the gag reflex, and holding it there… Mouth wide open, big cock inside, almost choking… A real sword-swallower - showing off for the viewers at home!
We cut to Robert, on the edge of the couch, watching closely. “She’s always giving a great blow job… The first night, back in Odessa, she proves she would make me happy with that mouth… It’s one of the main reasons I didn’t want to leave her alone during that holiday…”
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