Scene Description:
What the fuck kinda name is Asphyxia, anyway? That's what Johnny's aching to know about Asphyxia Noir, his wife's tattooed, black-haired fucktoy of a friend. But what he really wants is to know why this jobless sexpot keeps hanging around their house, waiting to get used. One morning after his wife splits for work, he finds her again at their bar, casually sipping orange juice like she owns the place. He corners her, ranting about her freeloading ass, but she sees right through him—knows he's just dying to bury his cock in her. So she pushes harder, testing how far he'll go, and fuck does he deliver: Johnny slams balls deep into her soaked, dripping cunt, pounding her raw while his wife's at the office. Yeah, maybe she should stick around after all.
