The United Kingdom Of Zoo (A Fake BBC Documentary Series)S12: E09: Helena Gates (50) From Leatherhead free porn video
We start this week’s show with establishing shots of a high-quality collection of low-rise apartments. Multiple buildings, each of them four floors high. Red brick and white render, lots of small square windows and balconies that look almost completely unused.
Then, walking around the corner in cargo pant shorts, and his beloved West Ham football shirt, his Doberman beside him ... It’s Dennis, the Cockney geezer that our audience has grown to either love or hate, and he’s approaching us with a sweaty forehead and a big smile.
He introduces himself, and the show – slightly out of breath - “‘Ello, and welcome to ‘The United Kingdom of Zoo’, with me, Dennis Baxter – and him...” He looks down at his dog - “ ... Your hero, and mine, Casanova the Third...” He looks back up to the camera and continues, “This week, we’re in Leatherhead ... To meet a lady who wants to try something a little different ... Like him...” He looks down at Casanova again.
We pan away from Dennis and his dog, and look at those apartment buildings – focussing on one particular balcony/apartment.
Then we cut to inside that apartment – where we find ourselves looking at a pleasant, natural looking brunette. She’s got an unusual look – not unattractive, but different, with a biggish nose, a strong square jaw, and a high forehead, but she’s nice enough to look at. We get the impression that if she tried she could look pretty good – but with no make-up, her long hair hanging loose and un-styled, and wearing a baggy dressing gown, wrapped snugly around herself, she’s not putting in any effort at all.
That’s not to suggest she’s lazy or disinterested – her expression and body language, leaning forward and smiling as she talks, gives away her attitude and enthusiasm. Her voice is quiet, a little shy, very well-spoken.
“Hello ... I’m Helena ... Helena Gates ... I’m 50-years-old, and I’m a chartered accountant from Leatherhead in Surrey.”
We cut to a two-shot of Helena sitting at one end of the couch, with Dennis sitting at the other end, Doberman sitting on the floor between his feet. Dennis sits forward, one hand on the dog’s head, looking intently at his guest and asking, “Alright Helena ... Tell me a story...”
Helena nods, then tells her story, “Well ... We’re here because I just love beasty videos ... Absolutely adore them ... Always have. I trawl through the internet finding them. Watching them all. I’ve been doing it for years ... I love them all ... Well, not the Brazilian rubbish – all those girls having orgasms the second they see a dog’s cock ... That’s so fake ... I love it when it’s real ... I love the Russian stuff, real women with real dogs, sucking cock and licking arse ... That stuff ... Those Russian girls are filthy...” She smirks, nodding at her own comment, then continues, “And then you guys – the UK of Zoo came along, and suddenly there’s all these British women – real women with real dogs, sucking cock and licking arse, and loving every second, and I just got really, really jealous – because this was supposed to be my bloody fantasy, and there’s all these other girls doing it, and I’m sitting here getting older every day, and I still haven’t done it!”
“And you wanted to get in on the action?” Adds Dennis, stating the obvious.
Helena nods again. “Of course ... I’m not going to let them have ALL the fun!” She laughs a little, still quietly.
Dennis asks the questions our audience wants to know... “Is there a Mr Gates?”
Helena laughs nervously, “Ohh, only my father ... No ... I’m not married. I’ve never felt the need to have a man in my life. I’ve had some, but I’ve never NEEDED one...” She laughs again.
“But you DO NEED a doggy in your life?” Checks Dennis with a smirk.
“Oh absolutely ... Very much so.” Her quiet, nervous tone, and her shy smile, completely at odds with the subject matter.
Dennis tugs on Casanova’s chain, and the sleek beast stands up and pulls toward Helena. “Well, it just happens that I have a dog here ... And I fink he’d love to be a part of your life...”
She’s barely taken her eyes of the beast since the interview began, but she makes a point of looking at him right now as she confirms, “Ohhhhh, I’d like that ... Very much...”
We cut to a shot of Helena standing in her bedroom, opening her dressing gown up to reveal that she is topless under it – two firm, surprisingly perky breasts that don’t look like they belong on a 44-year-old’s body – but there they are.
Her skin is white, her belly slim but soft.
She’s nervous, but smiling, as she unties the string fastener of her pyjama trousers, then pulls them down – a few inches at first, showing off the top of her panties, smiling again, and then easing them down further to show off the whole of the panties, then down her milky thighs before stepping out of them and throwing them away.
She’s left standing infront of our camera in nothing but those white panties, struggling to keep her face up toward the camera, looking down at the floor instead.
“I still can’t believe I’m finally doing this for real...” She notes. “Are you sure this is really happening?”
We cut to a shot of her as she peels her panties off to expose a neatly trimmed pussy ... Looking around as she takes them off, as if she’s waiting for something to tell her this is just a test, a simulation, or whatever ... Tell her that this not happening, that she is not expected to go through with it... “I know I talked about all those dirty things – but do I have to do ‘everything’?” She asks.
Dennis confirms that she only has to do what she wants to do, and she can stop any time she wants. He has a way of reassuring his guests – it’s amazing really that such an ugly, scary man, with such a deep gruff voice, can be sensitive in a way that builds women’s confidence to do whatever they ever dreamed of doing. He just seems to be able to make them feel like they aren’t evil or disgusting ... That they might be perverts – but they are no more perverted than any other woman he’s introduced to his dogs.
She pauses for a second, naked in full frontal for us. She’s not bad for her age. Slim but soft. Just a little curvy. Sweeping her curly hair back over her shoulder.
She smiles as she brings her hands up to brush her long brunette hair back over her head and behind her shoulders, showing off those surprisingly firm boobs, and confirming that, “I’ll just do what comes naturally...” with a nervous smile.
We pan away from her to look at Dennis, crouching down next to Casanova and rubbing his neck as he unhooks the chain from his collar, “Okay boy ... Go show her what’s natural...”
Casanova takes his instructions and heads straight over to our guest – who tenses up slightly as he approaches, but holds her ground infront of the bed, and reaches down to stroke the side of his face as he sniffs at her fingers and moves forward toward her crotch – jamming his narrow snout right in there before she can move away.
Helena gasps and cracks a huge grin as she feels his cold nose between her thighs, and his tongue immediately whipping against her mons pubis...
Dennis gives her some commentary as she moves her hips around, half pulling away, half offering herself up... “This boy... ‘E’s a good boy... ‘E’s going to make you feel very relaxed ... And very safe...”
Our guest tries to look at her host as he talks, listening as if she’s receiving important instructions for the session ahead ... Then Dennis adds, in his gruffest, but somehow most friendly tones, “And then - he’s going to fuck the living daylights out of you...”
The words are almost enough to make her melt – and she suddenly stops moving around, and simply drops back onto the bed behind her and opens her thighs to the beast...
The Doberman sticks his snout between her parted thighs, sniffs at her snatch, and then settles into the serious business of licking that pussy ... And Helena opens her legs wider, her instinct for pleasure kicking in, presenting him with pretty pussy lips that part as her legs spread ... Gasping as his long tongue slides over her open box. We can hear Dennis in the background telling his boy he’s doing a good job.
She gasps, tossing her head back and welcoming him in ... Gasping, “Gooooood booooooooyy!” as he licks at her private parts ... Laying back on the bed and letting her back arch, pleasure already beginning to surge through her as his tongue slides over her outer lips, between them, over her clit ... Again and again.
He keeps licking – making her squirm around, forcing herself to keep her legs open despite the intensity of the feelings as his hot tongue works that wet slot. She moans, an incredulous smile across her face, lifting her head then smacking it back down on her bed.
The longer he licks, the more strained her smile becomes – gritting her teeth, her eyes watering, her hands groping her own boobs, then reaching down to her thighs, holding her legs up and open ... And finally, when she can’t take it anymore, pushing the big animal away, closing her legs, and shivering ... Then looking up into the camera with another smile, a little forced this time, and gasping, “FFuuuuhhhhhhccckk!” – then cracking up into laughter. Blown away by how good his tongue felt on her pussy.
She lays back and catches her breath for a minute – her round boobs rising and falling, nipples rock-hard. Belly soft, but because she’s on her back it looks quite flat. “Phew ... I think I want to suck him off now...” She raises her head, “Is that okay? If I suck him off before he fucks me? He licked me, I want to lick him...”
She’s a typical accountant – she wants to balance the books. One oral received; one oral given!
We cut to a wide shot of Helena, still on the bed, but now turned around so that her head, rather than her legs, is hanging over the edge of the mattress ... With the Doberman now side on to the bed and her twisting her head around under his belly. Reaching up with one hand to fondle his sheath and cock. He already has a little lipstick dick presenting from the sheath – and as she begins to play with it, more shows ... Shiny and pink...
She runs her hand over the sheath, rubbing it, drawing it back, exposing more of the cock – smiling as she does it ... Licking her lips. Leaning closer, jerking the sheath, the semi-erect cock wobbling ... Opening her mouth as a few drips of pre-cum fly off the tip of the dick as it shakes infront of her – trying to catch one...
Helena smiles, half looking up to the camera, letting out a little laugh and commenting (in a self-doubting way rather than an excited or incredulous one), “I can’t believe I’m doing this...”
And then – with a little tug on his dick, and a movement of her head – she IS doing this ... Her mouth wrapped around Casanova’s cock. His shaft in her mouth, her lips against it, her tongue against it. Sucking on it ... Eyes closing as she savours the moment. Holding it there – trying not to smile, breathing noisily through her nose. She’s fairly still – and that’s not good enough for the dog, so he begins to pump at her mouth, just a little, but enough to make her eyes open wide.
She continues to hold the base of his shaft with one hand, the cock with her mouth – as the dog jerks and shuffles above her, occasional spasms as he seeks pleasure ... Her eyes open wider, shocked by his ‘attach’, and she looks like she’s about to scream out, but then she takes over ... And the second she begins to move her head up and down his shaft, he stops jerking at her.
Back to a wide-shot – taking in the whole scene ... She’s laid out on her back, hanging over the edge of the bed, the dog standing over her face, her mouth wrapped around his cock ... Dark hair hanging down toward the floor. As she works his dick, she reaches down with her free hand and begins to rub her fingers over her pussy – between the lips, over the clit. Everything seems nice and wet at both ends. The dog squirting in her mouth, her letting it dribble over her lips and run up her cheeks and back toward her ears.
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