I waited patiently for his permission to close my mouth but he didn’t speak, instead he once again slapped my tongue firmly with his cock. “Put it...away slut and find my cock”. I moved forward as far as my bonds would allow, moving my head from side to side desperately searching. “Please Master, please fuck my mouth, I want to taste you so bad. I’ve been a good slave”. “Very well he said you have been a good slave...........so far”. Suddenly I made contact and stopped. I paused, licked my. She could now relax for at least a half-hour without interruptions from her pesky mom or fear evil entities, since it was not yet dark. Finally, a chance to be a normal teenager! All day at the high school Buffy squirmed in her seat trying to keep her mind on studies, but it was no use- she was lubricating profusely during each and every one of her classes thinking about sexual activity with her friend and slayer-partner Xander.Buffy had secretly longed to make love to Xander but kept it a. That was an easy 475 miles, give or take, and we could do what we wanted to do on the way if we wished. I was not a fan of the Iron Butt and 475 miles was a little longer than I wanted but it would put us in San Francisco the following evening with enough time to relax.We had a typical easy ride. We passed slower traffic as a group, did rest stops when needed and no one was tired as we rolled into Reno at 9:30 that evening. Granted, it was a longer day than originally planned but no one was. I walked out my office door and paused by Evelyn’s desk. “Miss Connors,” I said a little too loudly, “I’m going out for an early lunch. I’ll be back in awhile.”“Yes, Mr. Rockland,” she replied, also too loudly. And she smiled slyly and finished dialing her phone.I cleared my throat, which made her put her hand over her mouth and stifle a giggle, and I left her. I was back in about forty-five minutes. The whole floor was more or less deserted. The lunch hour had begun. I stopped at her desk.