I tried to deepthroat again, and choked hard. I pulled back, and spit out a mouthfull of saliva. He moaned. I leaned back in andA‚A licked the tip, ...nd rubbed my wet lips on the head. Then i just sucked on the head while my hand was wrapped around the base. His hips bucked a little as i sucked. I removed my hand and began bobbing down far and up again, sucking hard. Listening to my slurping and his little moans and deep breaths. His legs shook and i knew it was coming. I sucked harder, and. She was smart enough to get into the special assignments classes at Quantico where I would troll for bright young agents with promising futures who could hack it at the NSA and separate them from the deviants and other smart agents who were only in Special Assignments to ‘inflitrate the NSA’, if you did good work and were honest it wasn’t an issue though. Only a blithering idiot would lie on background checks and try to get into the most exclusive Agency in the world. Normally they would be. I must have just nodded off to sleep like that. It was a heavy sleep, a deep sleep with strange dreams but, thank god, I slept through till morning. I woke up to a strange sound. Sort of like someone licking their lips, or sucking on a lollipop. My heavy sleep-filled eyes squinted open to reveal, right next to my bed, my sister wrapped in her bathrobe with her hand between her legs! And the sound...it was her hand. She was...and I was...butt naked!Lying spread-eagled on my bed, the covers still. Well, I didn’t really want to get into this conversation (first off this is not the kind of talk you have right after sex with someone, and also because I didn’t particularly care to hear about her past sex life, which I knew to be much more extensive than my own). I tried to steer the conversation onto other subjects, and tried brushing the question under the rug. But she kept pushing and prying until she got my entire sexual history out of me, including that wild drunken New Year's Eve.