The lack of reaction from possibly now brain dead and certainly very unconscious Penelope continues as I pull off the covers to fully reveal her long familiar fat body and bend over the bed pressing my mouth to her cleavage next to her right nipple. There’s a soft hiss from the bottle as the 5 LPM of Nitrogen flows to the adapter on the mask line, and I watch the O2 number on the Oximeter trend down. XXX By the time her Saturation goes under 70% Penelope’s lips are visibly bluing, her breathing unchanged as anoxia does it’s evil work. I groaned in mixed pleasure and pain as I fought the resistance, Penelope’s hot drool running over my tight clenched scrotum as the last of my cock pushed into her mouth, nose pressing into
