I have no real friends, or even many acquaintances. All ever do is make Martha cum and let her make me cum.It was fortuitous that one of the few peopl... she knew, Stuart Price, the churchwarden, came to the vicarage while Martha was out visiting an elderly parishioner. She decided to ask his advice. “Mr. Price, may I ask you something?” she started.The churchwarden smiled at the young woman he regarded as a slightly retarded version of his granddaughter and replied, “Ask away.”“If I wanted to. And hungry too. Though weak, I paced occasionally and irrationally up and down the aisle, looking for something in the boat I could drink, though of course I knew there was nothing.Tammy was too. She had complained to me how desperately thirsty she was. I didn't know what to tell her. At every water ration disbursement, I had tried to get her to take mine, but she adamantly refused."Taking your water ration would be like killing you. You need it just as much as me, and I don't want to live if. ) (60sec) (unknown control software error) (attempting to interface with neural wetware)Bright lights flashed across my eyes, I had no idea where I was, but there was a buzzing in my head that was becoming more and more persistent. I was staring up at the sky, with the wind flying through my hair.(50% sensors restored, HUD Activated)"Well that's not right. Since when did I start seeing text before my eyes, at least not before I woke up?"(Wait, altitude falling)I tried to move and with that. I watch. She is on her knees and takes his meaty black cock in her mouth. She makes his dick wet and slick, licking him from his balls to the tip of his cock. He is big, but she takes all of him down her throat.I reach between my open thighs. My fingers tease my clit. I can't take the teasing any more. Two of my fingers enter at the same time as his thick meaty cock drives into her wet folds bordered by perfectly waxed skin. I fuck myself in unison with his rhythm, hard, frantic, and desperate.