The United Kingdom Of Zoo (A Fake BBC Documentary Series)S10:E18: Ayesha Shah (37), From Nottingham free porn video
Once again – just as we have for the last seventeen shows – we fade in on the same bedroom set. A rusty old bedframe and a dank old mattress, illuminated in a circle of harsh light from a single spotlight. It strikes us, as it does every week, as the perfect example of the depravity this show has sunk to. It’s disgusting, and people love it ... So, let’s continue...
From off camera we hear the clicking of heels on concrete as this week’s guest approaches. Those with good stereo-sound will clearly hear her coming from the side.
We whip to the right and watch her approaching...
She’s a dark-skinned, Pakistani lady – dressed in black bikini brief panties (decorated with thin white bows on the hips), and a matching black bra with a white bow between her large breasts ... And they are large breasts – filling the bra and threatening to spill out with every step she takes. The outfit is topped off with black fish-net hold-up stockings that come mid-way up her smooth thighs, and black stiletto heeled shoes.
The body is impressive, a little too ‘solid’ to rate better than a 7, but those big boobs almost get her the 8!
She walks with her head turned a little to the side, away from us, and her face down, almost as if doesn’t want to be seen – which is ironic for a woman who’s about to appear on a nationally televised tv show.
Her long black hair is tied back from her round face, which is plastered with make-up – too much lipstick, too much rouge of her cheeks, heavy eyeshadow, etc., it’s like she’s trying to wear a disguise.
We’re guessing that she’s a 6 under it all – but she might be a 5 who’s covering up, or a 7 who’s hidden her best features...
She continues her walk, almost twisting her ankle at one point as her heel turns inward, but not stopping as she comes up to our camera and stops on her mark, looking up – right into camera, with feat in her eyes and a fake smile ... Then she introduces herself in an accent so stereotypically Pakitani/English that she could well be putting on a voice to distract from who she is – but that little plan fails as she tells us who she is and where she’s from...
“Hello. My name is Ayesha Shah and I’m 37 years old, from Nottingham in England ... I’m a housewife from Nottingham...” She’s repeated her location due to her nerves, and now she looks flustered as well as scared... “And I’m wanting to have sex with a horse...”
She looks to the side, off camera, to make sure she’s said the right thing.
Now we’re looking at Ayesha standing infront of the bed, still looking nervous, eyes flicking from one camera to the other – never quite managing to look the right way at the right time as she tells her story...
“I always wanted to be wild and crazy like the other girls at my school, but I was always being the good girl, because that’s what my mother and father wanted. My body developed like this...” She indicates her large breasts, then continues, “ ... And I had to try and hide it with loose blouses and big sweaters, but the boys could all tell. I liked it when they talked about me, but I didn’t let any of them touch...”
We cut to a different angle as she answers a different prompt question, “I was always being respectful, and respectable. I didn’t want to upset anyone. I was a good girl ... I didn’t even have a boyfriend until after I left school...”
Into close-up now, losing sight of those big globes. “I got married, and I’ve got two children, and I’m the perfect Muslim wife ... And after all of this, I find my husband is having an affair ... And then my mother is telling me that I should ignore this, and that my father has always had affairs. She is saying that my purpose is to raise my family, not to be worrying about my husband ... But I don’t worry ... I get jealous ... He is having fun, and I never had fun ... Not even with my husband ... I’ve been respectable all this time, and what is it getting me? So I decided to do the most disgraceful thing I can think of...”
“And that is?” Prompts Ozvik, making sure we get the full picture.
Ayesha looks into the wrong camera again, then we cut to the other to catch up... “I am wanting to go on the television, and have sex with the biggest animal cock I can find ... I want to make a horse cum inside me ... I want my husband, and my father, and my mother, and everyone I know, all of them, to see me making sex with the horse ... I think that will be truly shocking and disgusting, and that’s what I’m wanting!”
For the first time since she came onto the set, she looks comfortable – but only for a second, then the nerves hit again as she’s encouraged, from off camera, to remove her bra...
She does so, nervously, reaching back to unhook it, and then throwing it off to the side – exposing her tits for half a second before bringing her hands up infront to cover up, holding them close to her as if they are the most valuable thing she has. She looks like she’s just realized what she’s doing – topless on camera, awaiting a horse...
We’re not sure she really wants to do this, it’s clearly more a scream for help – but we’re keen the see those big tits swinging as she plays with the horse – and we’d quite like to see her round face covered with horse-spunk too...
We cut to another part of the studio, bathed in darkness and hear the clip-clop of hoofs on concrete as the shape of a magnificent horse eases out of the shadows, dropping his head and then tossing it back as he blows out a lungful of air. He shakes his head, that loud flapping of ears and mane, then settles and continue his uncertain walk toward the brown lady near the bed.
We cut back to watch Ayesha react as he approaches, her big chest heaving behind her hands as she takes a big a step back even though he’s still a good ten meters away.
“Oh, my goodness...” She gasps, as much to herself as our cameras. “What have I got myself into...?”
The real question is what will be getting into her ... And will it fit!
The horse moves closer and Ayesha continues to back off in little steps until the back of her legs comes up against the bedframe, and now she’s stuck ... So she stands still until the huge animal is right infront of her. Off camera his handler pulls on his reigns, and he stops almost up against our Pakistani guest.
Ayesha is breathing so hard we worry her chest might burst, but the fear is turning – at least a little – into admiration at the beauty, stature, and calm of this magnificent beast. She moves a hand off her boob, onto her chest, as if that will slow her heart, and reaches forward with her other hand to pat the horse’s neck. We get our first clear look at her boobs, round and heavy, but surprisingly firm for a mother ... She’s no longer thinking about the cameras catching her semi-nudity, she’s focused on the horse as she touches him for the first time...
It’s gentle and caring. She touches then strokes the short hair, running her hand down to his huge shoulder ... And once she’s confirmed that it’s smooth and soft to the touch, she gives it a firmer pat.
She continues to stroke his neck, bringing the hand from her own chest to rub at his. She’s still standing off him a little, looking up at his big head, watching him as if she’s waiting for him to move toward her, or drop his head against her. Nervous, but perhaps less afraid than before.
She moves around the magnificent beast, running one hand along his side toward his flank, the other down his front leg, from shoulder to elbow, to knee ... Her arms spreading, moving her body closer to his – her head up, turned to the side, still watching him, still nervously waiting for him to move, moving her feet as if she’s expecting to be trampled if she gets careless.
She eases closer until those big tits of hers are pressing against his hair, and she continues to stroke outwards, moving her hands as far apart as possible as she pushes harder against him, mashing her tits against his ribs. “OOhhh, myyyy...” She gasps quietly, beginning to lose herself in the moment – relaxing and letting the side of her head touch his chest ... Resting it against him, hearing his huge heart thumping away.
As she pauses there, sensing his power, breathing deep – each lungful of air expanding her ribcage and squashing her big tits harder against him – she slips her hand off his front leg, across to hers, and then down between her legs, to rub three fingers over her panties ... Moaning a little as she makes contract with herself, pushing her arse back and then grinding forward against her own fingers ... Pushing her hand down and curling her fingers up around the gusset of her panties so she can push her fingers inside to play with her pussy itself...
“OOOhhhhh mmyyyyy gggooooddddnneesssss...” She sighs as she rubs herself whilst rubbing against the beast.
She’s leaning into him, pushing up against his side, her cheek squashed against his ribs as she works her fingers over her pussy, in and out, knuckle deep, finger-fucking herself as she soaks in the animal smell and the sound of his breathing and heartbeat ... Eyes closed, lost in the moment ... All of her nerves gone away ... Her mouth opening, her lips rubbing against his hair...
Then snapping out of it – eyes open, leaning back, fingers out of her pussy as she suddenly realizes what she must do ... What she needs...
Stroking under his belly, back toward his hindlegs, reaching down ... Getting closer, leaning sideways and under his belly ... Going for it, until –
The huge animal twitches, one leg lifting then clopping down. It’s nowhere near her feet, but the moment returns her to reality and she jumps back a couple of feet and up onto the bed, as if that will take her out of the horse’s range - letting out a little yelp as she scampers ... Then realizing she’s over-reacted, catching herself in the middle of the yelp and laughing, bringing a hand up to her chest again, then rubbing it down over her boobs.
“I shouldn’t be scared ... I know...” She laughs as she moves around the squeaky bed. The laugh less about finding anything funny, more about being embarrassed by her reaction to the horse’s relatively small movement.
She steps back to the edge of the bed, dropping to her knees, but leaning forward to let her boobs brush the hair on his massive thigh as she reaches behind his rear, under his tail, leaning around behind him to reach further between the legs – searching for his huge ball-sack ... With her feet off the floor she’s less nervous about his little movements, and confident enough to lean in, wrapping her other arm around his leg and hugging up against him, squashing her tits again as she finds what she’s looking for with her other hand...
We cut to a close-up under the beast as she cups her hand up under his huge balls.
Then to her face, as she nibbles on her bottom lip, shows that she’s nervously excited about making contact with this cum-producing dream-makers...
Close-up on her hand between his huge thighs, cupping his balls, rubbing gently over them, as she confirms that, “This is amazing...”
Back to wide shot so we can see her smile as she ends her comment. “ ... They are so big, and so warm ... I can’t wait to feel it spraying inside me...” She puts extra emphasis on this – turned on and trying to turn everyone else on too ... Wanting to demonstrate how she’s horny for horse ... And then almost having a heart-attack as Champion flicks his tail, catching her in the face and making her jump back out of the way again ... Falling to her side, bending over on her knees, laughing at herself again ... Big tits hanging down ... Arse stuck out, hair hanging infront of her face like a curtain.
With her bending away from him like this, the horse shows some interest ... Clip-clopping a little as he swings his powerful neck around and lowers his head to sniff at her behind – his nose making contact with her for a fraction of a second and making her jump higher than ever...
“OOHH GOOSHHH!” She squeals as she rolls away from him and bursts into another fit of nervous, excited laughter ... Holding a camera up to the camera in apology as she gathers herself, “I’m sorry ... I’m sorry ... I’m so excited ... And scared ... I’m soooo nervous...”
The horse’s handler, a young woman who’s been hidden off-camera, can be heard noting, “OOOhhhh, I think he likes you...” – and we cut to side-on shot of the horse beside the bed – a noticeably extended cock hanging under his belly. It’s already extended itself out to a good foot-long chunk of floppy meat.
In the background, on the bed, our guest reacts with a breathless, “Ooooohhh goshhh...” – and we cut to close-up in time to see her hand cover her wide open mouth. Genuinely stunned to see a horse’s erection this close. Laid on the bed, her head is only a meter away from his meat...
Vera
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