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The United Kingdom Of Zoo (A Fake BBC Documentary Series)S10:E15: Leigh Rush (38), From Plymouth free porn video
Once again, we fade in on our harshly lit bedroom set ... Looking at that ugly old, rusty steel bedframe, and the dirty mattress that’s resting on it. It’s an appalling sight, truly disgraceful ... It’s a bed that only the worst kind of person would even consider sitting on ... And yet we’re getting used to seeing it every week.
Our guests, however, have never seen the set – because this was all recorded before the first episode aired ... And here comes our next subject, ready to see the bed for the first time...
We hear the fast, short-stepped, snap-snap sound of heels on concrete as we swing the camera around to see who’s on the way...
The first thing we notice – even before the dynamite body – is the shocking pink hairstyle. The front of her head shaved, then a peacock bloom of bright pink hair shooting up and out forming a halo effect ... THEN we notice the body – hard and sexy, barely an ounce of fat on her, with obviously fake tits held a couple of inches apart in a half-cup bra a size too small. An all-but not-there g-string barely covers her pussy, almost drawing our attention away from her strong thighs and calves, down to a pair of over-sized black boots with platform soles.
Assuming you don’t have a problem with bolt-on boobs, this is a 9 out of 10 body – maybe a few years past it’s best, but still tight and toned. Even if you don’t like the fake tits - it’s still slim, and tight, and smooth...
Then we’re moving into close-up – getting a better look at her face as she walks. There’s a hard pointed element to her jaw and high cheekbones – and her skin looks altogether too smooth and shiny – a legacy of derma-peels and fillers she’s obviously spending all of her spare cash on ... Chasing that youthful pop-star look ... Combined with a thick layer of bright-pink lipstick it all makes her face as striking as that pink hair of hers. Too much lipstick, bright pink of course, gives her mouth an equally striking look.
She’s not particularly pretty, looking very fake, but she’s got a sexy quality to her ... The face may only score a 6 out of 10, but we still really want to see her in action.
She stops on her mark infront of the bed, facing up to the camera and introducing herself like a rock-star, “Hi ... My name is Leigh Rush, I’m 38, I’m from Plymouth ... And I want to be famous so much I’m willing to fuck a pig on national television!”
We cut to a few minutes later – Leigh has repositioned herself, sitting cross-legged on the edge of the bed, leaning back on her hands and pushing that big pair of fake tits out so hard we think her bra may snap off at any moment. She’s confident and bright, telling her story with energy, really trying to sell her excuse to the viewers at home...
“I’ve always been a performer ... I’ve been in bands since I was a teenager, and I really thought I was going to make it ... I mean, I can sing, and I don’t look bad, and when I was younger I suppose I looked even better than this...” She pauses for us to admire her looks – which, as we noted earlier, are striking rather than particularly beautiful (although we can’t deny that her 38-year-old body would put most 20-year-olds to shame).
We cut to home video footage of Leigh on stage, barely dressed in ripped t-shirts and micro-mini skirt, singing her heart out – but we can’t really hear the music because it’s in the background as she continues to talk ... As she’s narrating, we see her singing with that t-shirt pulled up over her boobs, showing them off to the (small) crowd.
“I tried punk and goth rock, and hard rock ... And moved toward the shock-rock kind of stuff, you know, topless on stage...”
As she sings, she backs up against the bass player, who moves his bass aside so she can rub her arse back against his crotch.
She continues her story in voice-over, “ ... letting the guys in the band grope me on stage, and that kind of thing ... Sometimes we’ll pull someone up on stage and I’ll grope her...”
Then she’s got a drunk woman up from the crowd and she’s hugging her close, grinding pelvis’s together as she sings, a hand grabbing the other woman’s arse.
“I’m not a lezzo or anything like that, I just like to make men look ... It’s a lot of fun, but it’s not going anywhere...”
Back to our studio, and our guest on the edge of the bed, clearly enjoying talking to the cameras.
“I’ve always enjoyed the extreme ... Being up on stage, showing off ... We play a lot of heavy metal festivals and horror conventions ... It’s just never taken off as a career ... I’ve never made a living off it ... And with Covid, it’s knocked it on the head completely ... But I’m not giving up – I figure some good publicity, make a bit of a name for myself, and we could still sell tickets and become a professional act...”
Ozvik interrupts her flow, “So ... You think that having sex with an animal will give you the career boost you’re looking for?”
She’s ready with her answer, “I think when people see how much I enjoy it – how disgusting I am – they’ll remember me, and we’ll get more bookings ... I’m ready to do it for that...”
Ozvik pushes on, “And it’s not just because you want to have sex with an animal?”
She’s ready again, “Of course I want to have sex with an animal – that’s the point, that’s how filthy and disgusting I am ... I’m not a faker!!” She grins at us, some of that pink lipstick stuck on one of her front teeth. “But I could do that anywhere – I want to do it on television, to show everyone what I’m like!”
“And you’re here to have sex with a pig?” Checks Ozvik, already well aware of her answer.
“Yes.” She confirms. “I love to shock ... To go a step further than most ... It’s a turn-on to do something others wouldn’t do ... Fucking a dog is dirty, but a pig is so much worse ... It’s such an ugly thing, so yeah ... Pigs...
“Do you have family?” Checks Ozvik, digging to make this as filthy as he can. “What do they think about you being here?”
One more time, Leigh isn’t phased at all. “I have a daughter, she’s old enough to know what I do, and she’s seen our shows, so she knows mummy is a bit freaky ... I told her I was coming here, and she was excited that mummy’s going to be on the tele!”
“And you’ll let her watch the show?” Checks Ozvik.
“Absolutely ... She’s walked in on me with my boyfriends before, and I actually quite like it ... It’s very intimate for your daughter to see you having that kind of fun ... I think it’s important for her to know that it’s okay to do what you enjoy.”
“Well, we better see how much you enjoy it then...” Comments Ozvik, and we fade through to...
A large, fat pig waddles onto our studio floor, his trotters clicking and slipping on the polished concrete as he lumbers his pink bulk toward the bedroom set. This is Winston, our favourite porcine lover ... His breath rasps and he lets out a few grunted oinks as he snorts the air, his big mouth hanging an inch open. It’s an ugly sight, and never gets better. Most of our audience will wonder what on Earth our pig-loving guests see in the animal, but those who get it, really get it...
We follow him across the set, looking at his huge scrotum – marvelling at how full those balls look ... Watching as he waddles and snorts toward the bed, and our waiting pink-haired guest – then we cut to a close-up of her...
She’s pursing her lips, smiling again, never breaking her line of sight to the pig. Breathing hard as she watches him approach.
“Oh my God, he’s gorgeous, isn’t he?” She says, genuinely taken with the fat pink monster.
She giggles as she watches him waddling around. Only looking away from him to check with someone behind the camera. “How much does he weigh?”
We don’t quite hear the reply, but a subtitle on screen confirms that Winston is “He’s 274 kilos. That’s about 43 stone.”
“Fuck-king hell...!” Gasps Leigh. Her fake chest rising and falling, her nipples very much standing erect, pointing outward from centre on the end of her bolt-on tits. “I’m going to have that on my back ... I’ll be crushed!!” She breaths hard, trying to suppress her smile. “I can’t wait!!”
He waddles closer, raising his big head as he comes to a stop infront of her, sniffing the air – definitely getting the scent of her pussy – and Leigh bends forward slightly to pat his snotty snout as he continues to snort. She looks up at Ozvik again, behind the camera.
She asks, “And he really cums a pint?”
Ozvik answers again, the sound poor again, and we rely on the subtitle. “The longer you wait, the more he’ll cum. More than a pint.”
Leigh pauses for a second, the licks her lips slowly, and smiles ... The dirty little slut just can’t wait. “Oh ... I think a pint will be fine ... I don’t even need that much...”
She steps to the side, quick stepping to make sure his hard trotters don’t clop down on her tops – letting him pass and bending forward to pat his wide rear end – her hand slapping against his hard flesh.
He stops where he is, allowing her to pat and stroke his back and the thighs of his hind-legs ... One hand on his back, the other sliding around behind him – briefly fingering his curly tail, which twitches and ‘wags’ as she lets go – then running her hand down to his big, full scrotum, moving if for a closer examination.
He lets out a short squeal as she places her palm against his full package, as if he’s calling “Careful!” – but he doesn’t try to move away, just drops his head to a small pile of feed that’s been placed on the floor infront of him.
Leigh looks up at our camera as she continues to stroke and gently prod his swollen sack. “He’s sooo full ... Haha ... I’ll help him with that!” And she laughs a little.
We cut to a shot of her down on her knees, her forearms on the bed, her immobile bolt-on boobs sticking out rather than hanging down, her arse stuck out behind her, wiggling it a little toward the pig ... Encouraging him with calls of, “Here piggy ... C’mon boy ... I want my PORK!” She laughs again, but she’s not as funny as she thinks she is.
The camera moves around so that we can see behind her ... And what we can see is that fat pig waddling up behind her, his head lifted to the level of her rear end – his breaths loud and rasping...
As he reaches her behind, he pauses, shifting his weight from trotter to trotter and presses his wet snout up between the cheeks of her arse, breathing hard and sniffing at her pussy and arse, his wet lower jaw/lip spreading slimy saliva over her bum as he takes in her scent – and then he blows out of his nose so hard that Leigh gets a buzz just from the warm air flowing over her snatch – reacting with a loud gasp. “Oooohhh!”
She takes her weight with one arm on the mattress, reaching back with the other to grab a butt-cheek and spread herself wider as he continues to sniff at her – noisily blowing more hot air out over her pussy.
“Ohhh ... That’s so dirty...” Coos Leigh.
We’re back into a wide-angle, watching as Winston makes his move – pushing forward against her, raising his head and then raising one of his front trotters up onto her back, pushing forward and up and over her...
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