She also was a squirter so sometimes I would go straight to 2 fingers turned up working over her G spot with my palm popping her clit to bring her to ...rgasm. This particular night was right before Christmas and I had just fingered her to a sloppy wet squirting orgasm. She was particularly randy this night and could tell she was in for more. Something made me think I wonder how much she can take? I slid a third finger in her and she moaned with pleasure pushing against my hand I continued till. Then I spent the day with the boys and my mates. The only thing I did work-wise was to check the fence cams at Rochester to make sure there were no problems.Monday morning I drove my armored Suburban to KCC. I was going to meet with Bob Jackson and Mr. Nobles after I looked things over. I had been gone 8 weeks and I was sure my desk was piled full.Patti had it separated into piles and there was no junk mail to go through. The things that had been opened had sticky notes with the action she had. We were clearly more interested in each other than in anything at the front.“Let’s go, Peter,” she whispered after a second kiss, “I need you more than I need this presentation.”“Where?”“I know a place.”We slipped out the back and Melissa took me to a suite of small, private meeting rooms. To all appearances, she was taking a client in for a meeting.As soon as we had a room and the door was closed, all pretence was gone. I grabbed Melissa and kissed her. In no time, I was unbuttoning her. She was kind of exhausted but still was slowly moaning and held my dick and started stroking it as I was licking her nipples and licking her neck and ears and she again slowly regaining her leftover energy for one last final show.I again went down to her glory hole and touched her clitoris with my tongue and started to lick it and bite it again with my teeth. She was again moaning crazily and begged me to put my dick inside her and ravage her and leave her breathless.So I hugged her and we.