S12:E2: Sonya Brock (56), from Bristol

We start this week’s show with an establishing shot of the impressive, modern façade of Southmead Hospital in Bristol. With lots of curves and angles, it’s a very relaxed looking building that looks like it would set patients at ease ... And we’re not even seeing it at its best – because the weather is, to put it in simple terms, shit!

It’s raining in intermittent bursts, and that rain is coming in at a hard angle, demonstrating the high winds.

Our hostess, Jenna, steps into frame, one hand to the side of her head, holding her long blonde hair down to stop the wind whipping it around. She’s wrapped tight in another of her PVC ‘suits’ – jacket and mini-skirt barely hiding her smooth flesh, her cheeks are reddening from the cold and wet, but she still looks ripe to be face-fucked, just as she always does. Rain angles in at her – not a problem, she’s had plenty of fluids hit her in the face before!

Beside her, Cooper, her powerful American bulldog, stands looking around, looking from her to the camera crew.

“Hello, and welcome to ‘The United Kingdom of Zoo’ ... I’m Jenna McCartney, and this...” She nods down toward the dog, “Is Cooper ... And this week we’re in Bristol for a very special doctor’s appointment ... So let’s go and see if the doctor is ready to see me...”

She turns and walks off toward the hospital, bulldog trotting along by her side.

We cut to a side entrance of the hospital just as the doors open and a middle-aged woman comes out, highly amused, definitely half drunk, bending forward, arms out, as she approaches Jenna - as if she’s incredibly happy to see her. “Hhhaaaaalllloooooooo!”.

She’s over to Jenna and greeting her with a half-hug, then crouching down in a very unladylike way to give the big soggy doggy a much bigger hug around his neck.

We cut to a close-up of her, now standing in a covered smoking garden outside the hospital, with a cigarette already half-smoked as she introduces herself with an over-the-top ‘I’ve-had-a-few-drinks’ happiness. “I’m Doctor Sonya Brock, I’m...” She muffles her words with a hand over her mouth, and laughs/coughs a little to cover her age – which is 56!... “I’m a doctor, obviously...” Then reacting quickly to the fact that she’s clearly half drunk. “ ... Don’t worry, don’t worry, I’m not working today ... And the reason I’m not working today is ... I’m ... Going ... To have sex ... With this lovely doggy here!”

She points down at the dog and giggles a drunk/nervous giggle – and we cut to:

Jenna and Sonya sitting outside a pub, Jenna with a glass of wine, Sonya with a gin and tonic which she never lets out from between her finger-tips.

Sonya had insisted on having another drink together before shooting her scene, and had nominated this - her local. In this weather we should be inside, but the management wouldn’t let us bring the dog in with us – so we’re outside, at a table with an umbrella which isn’t doing much to shelter them from the rain and wind.

Cooper, clever beast that he is, has shuffled up under the table, completely sheltered, whilst the ladies get wet and cold. Not that it bothers our guest too much – she’s remarkable comfortable with the weather – probably because she’s pretty much drunk.

She’s telling Jenna her story, loud and fast, and we’re listening in.

“Technically I’m not a dogsex virgin ... Because I used to have a little doggy, with a little dinky penis – and I’ve played with him a little bit...”

“What kind of playing?” Checks Jenna.

Sonya responds, “Oh, I’ve sucked his little cock a bit, and I’ve let him lick my pussy – which is a very nice feeling – and I’ve tried to have sex with him ... But ... It’s only a couple of inches long and it’s not very fat ... And I’m not exactly tight-pussied ... I barely felt it ... So, I don’t think it counts, really. I want a big one. I want to be fucked properly ... I want to feel it. I want it to hurt ... I want it to be real.”

“Where do you think this desire comes from?” Asks Jenna.

Sonya pauses before answering. Taking a sip from her gin and tonic, then responds – “I have a very intense career, and I perhaps don’t deal with it as well as some others. I mean, I’m good at my job – I don’t have any problems with being a doctor and carrying out my duties ... Safely and correctly ... But when I go home, I have problems. I’m hard to live with, I suppose. I’m divorced. Happily divorced...” She laughs. “He wasn’t good for me, and I wasn’t good for him. Two doctors who like to drink. We used to come to blows quite often, then we’d have sex ... Angry sex. Which I enjoyed ... But it wasn’t healthy...”

“So you enjoy rough, angry sex?” Checks Jenna.

“Oh yes, very much...” She takes another drink, possibly to try and hide a smile. “And that’s where the whole animal thing comes from ... I don’t get on well with men, and I’m certainly not interested with women ... No offence meant...”

“None taken.” Confirms our host, probably not too bothered as Sonya certainly isn’t her type.

Sonya raises her glass and takes another drink, then continues – “I watch your show, and the ladies seem to have a lot of fun, and it’s obviously very rough and intense ... And, as I said, I had a little doggy, Jimmy ... And I tried having some fun with him, and it was very exciting – but very unfulfilling ... I just realized that I had to have a ‘real dog’, to see how it would feel ... And when little Jimmy died, I thought – try it, and if it works, and I get another dog, maybe it should be a Labrador rather than a King Charles Spaniel.”

“So this is a test run for potential new lifestyle...?”

“Yes ... Absolutely ... I’ll drink to that!” Sonya raises her glass, and Jenna meets it in the air with her glass – there’s a chink of glass and the two both say “Cheers”, and we cut to:

Sonya’s bedroom – a nice, well-decorated room in a third story apartment in the middle of the city. We can see life down in the street outside, then we pan around the room before coming to Sonya, standing at the side of her bed, already removing her blouse, revealing puffy white flesh. Not fat, just loose as you might expect from a heavy drinking, exercise free, middle-aged woman.

At her feet, padding around and looking up at her with a definite smile on his wide jaw, that mean looking, muscle-bound American bulldog.

She’s looking down at the dog as she removes her skirt, exposing white knickers. “Oh, I can’t wait to feel you inside me ... Eh?” She laughs, looking up from the dog to our camera, and then back down again.

We cut to a few minutes later – Sonya, now stripped completely naked, sagging boobs and a hairy pussy - lowers herself ungracefully to the floor, first to her knees, then tipping sideways onto her thigh and hip – one hand on the floor to stop her from tipping over, the other coming up to stroke/hold the dog’s neck for stability.

“Good boy ... Good ... Aha hahahaha...” She breaks into laughter, looking up at Jenna (off camera) for a second and adding, “He’s a good boy, but I’m not a good girl, hahahahaha!!”

She leans in toward the beast, pursing her lips and making kissing sounds. The bulldog starts licking at her face – wide, wet tongue slopping over her lips, her jaw, one cheek, the end of her nose – he’s not a great shot ... She doesn’t care – keeping those lips pursed and angling her jaw forward, trying not to laugh at the situation she’s put herself in ... And failing ... And as she begins to laugh, and her lips part, the dog pushes forward and his slimy tongue slips inside her mouth...

She reacts by opening wider and angling her head down so that the dog can push deeper into her mouth. She makes half-choking, half-laughing sounds from her chest as she lets him lick her face, mouth, tongue ... Clearly enjoying it.

Then straightening up to catch her breath. Laughing a little as the dog shuffles around her knees, looking up at her, his little tail wagging - our guest looks over to Jenna, commenting that, “That’s a different kind of kiss ... That tongue is so bloody big...”

She’s running her hands around and under her boobs, lifting and spreading them as she talks, “It’s not like kissing a King Charles!” she adds, pinching her nipples and adding, “I can’t wait to feel it on my pussy!”

We cut to another angle, watching as our guest drops to the floor, moving around to position herself on her behind. As she moves we note that her legs are slim but not toned, thighs a little wobbly – not fat, just lacking any kind of exercise. Her arse a little wide, a little soft. We can tell she spends most of her day behind a desk. To the side of the shot we can see Jenna bending forward, showing off her fantastic cleavage, holding Cooper by the collar as Sonya gets comfortable.

She puts a hand down between her thighs, rubbing her pussy in a quick ‘warm it up’ rather than a ‘stimulate myself’ way. She’s ignoring the camera as she continues to chat with Jenna and look at the dog. “He’s a happy little bugger, isn’t he?” Her boobs are heavy, swinging around as she gets comfortable. They’re nothing more than a C-cup, but with middle-age and a few too many bottles of wine taking effect they sag quite a bit.

“He knows why he’s here...” Laughs Jenna – turning her attention to the beast and teasing him, her voice rising to a squeak. “Don’t you? Don’t you?” – then setting him loose on her guest again...

He moves quickly, heading right up between her legs ... As he approaches Sonya leans back, moves her hand out of the way and angles her pelvis up to offer her pussy to him ... He drops his head, his wide snout pushing in between her soft thighs – nose to her snatch, sniffing noisily and deep – then licking...

Our guest reacts as if she’s been hit by a cattle-prod. Arching her back, shoulders back, big chest pushed out, mouth dropping open in silent appreciation of this fresh sensation...

We can hear Jenna, just off camera, calling “Good boy...” to encourage Cooper’s licking.

We cut to a close-up of the pussy as that big tongue slops around on it, mashing her loose labia. Listening to the smack and slurp, mixed with the heavy breathing of our guest, occasional “oooooh” noises.

Then we’re back to the wide-shot, watching as she soaks up the pleasure of his tongue ... Her mouth and eyes wide, head down looking at the action. Watching as he begins to raise his mouth from her – and then planting a hand on the top of his head to push him down... “Oooh noooo ... More ... More of that, please!” She says with a desperate sense of authority.

He licks a few more times, making her snap her shoulders back again, then stops and steps forward over her before she can stop him. She falls back onto her back and he inches forward a little further over her – already beginning to pump his hips, looking for something to fuck, but she’s the wrong way up...

She reacts by reaching for his cock – taking a grip on the sheath and beginning to wank him off, making sure that cock has every reason to grow ... Shuffling down a little, making sure she’s right under him, positioning that sheath above her face as the lipstick tip of the dick begins to show.

She pulls back on the sheath, taking a couple of attempts to make sure she exposes as much as she can. Raising her head toward it, pursing her lips – because if something looks like a lipstick, she wants to use it as a lipstick ... And then she’s smearing the wet, pink tip of that tool around her lips – wetting them, but more importantly getting a quick taste of the dog’s cock. Trying not to smile, and commenting, “Ohh, yessss ... That’s a lovely little cock ... MMmmmmm...”

Then she opens her lips and takes the couple of inches into her mouth, closing them back around it, and hungrily bouncing her head up and down under him – sucking the tip in and letting it slide between them, in and out a few times, before she breaks contact with another smile. “MMmmmmmm”.

Jenna drops into the back of the shot, making sure she’s on camera as she asks, “Do you like that?”

Sonya has another little suck on the tip, which is clearly growing, then pulls back so she can answer, “Oh yes ... I like it ... Mmm ... I like it...” – and then it’s back in her mouth, and she’s sliding her lips up and down the shaft again, her head bouncing up and down under his wide belly. Each time she opens her mouth and releases his meat, it’s bigger ... Growing quickly toward full size ... Looking more and more enticing each time...

After being prompted by one of our crew, Jenna encourages Sonya to take it to the next level, “I think he’s more than ready to mount you now...”

Sonya doesn’t need any persuading – as soon as a mount is suggested she pulls the cock away from her mouth, smiling, licking her lips, and then shuffling under the bulldog, twisting and pushing him to the side so that she can get up onto her knees ... Wobbling, as if even on her hands and knees the alcohol is making her unsteady ... Laughing a little at what she’s doing ... Finding it all very amusing...

Then, with Cooper bouncing around behind her, trying to mount her whilst she’s upright, she reaches out and grabs her wine glass, taking another quick mouthful. Keeping the buzz going – then putting the glass down again, and leaning forward, resting her weight on her hands and sticking her big bum into the air as she assumes the classic doggy position. Her old tits hanging down, swaying under her as she gets comfortable.

Cooper has been trying to mount her from the second she began to roll over, bouncing around behind her, jumping up at her ... And once her behind is in the air, and he has a clear target to aim at – he makes his final move, skipping behind, lining up and pushing forward – his chest against her arse, his front legs clawing around her soft belly, pulling him forward as his hind-paws push.