I was on the clock by ten in the morning. We didn’t get the interview completed with the first cousin until one in the afternoon. His information wa... sketchy at best. He was a stone cold junkie, so he would never be able to testify in court. He didn’t have much to say anyway.For the first two hours I looked over her notes. I gave her a list of follow up questions, just in case Addie wanted her to re-interview the friends of the girlfriend. Then over our late lunch, at a frilly little coffee. They were relentless, sensing the danger, the dark creatures assaulted the humans non stop. They didn't give out either and continued their march, all prepared to sacrifice their lives to deliver the saviors to the Roots of Corruption.It was noon, the death march still ongoing, nearly an eighth of their numbers already trimmed out, it's not long before they finally reach their goal. They resorted to running straight leaving others who were brave enough to hold back anything that chases or. Whispering a low moan, I pushed slightly back into the hands and was rewarded with more vigorous stroking. I could not turn my head to see who was feeling me up. The hands started to become even bolder; lifting my tight skirt up and feeling my bare flesh. I found myself sighing softly, hoping no one noticed it…No one did, because everyone was looking straight ahead.Now those naughty fingers traced around the edges of my thong. I felt a warm breath on the back of my neck and in my curly hair.. In two strokes, he was balls deep. I screamed and sobbed; but that bastard did not stop.That anal torture lasted for twenty minutes, until he grunted obscenely and came inside.Then he pulled his still hard dick out and I wiped it on the shreds of my white shirt…My cries were quieter now. I heard him stepping away from my spread thighs. Then he pushed a large rubber cock into my wet cunt. He buckled it into place with some straps. I tried to tighten my inner muscles but the dildo was not so.