On and on he licked and bit till her legs shook and sweat streamed between her cleavage. Snaking his hands lower he settled between her legs. Flicking...open the opening she jumped and moaned. “Please Sir! More, Please give me more Sir!” He did.He tugged on the ring glittering from her clit. Her cries making his painful erection dance against her lower belly. Bringing his two fingers to her mouth she opened and eagerly sucked on them. Tracing her tongue around the tip she teased and licked like. My fingers followed the waistline of her underwear, meeting in the center, and slipping inside. What I encountered was smooth, hot, and slippery wet. Her grip tightened around my cock, and her body pushed harder against mine. I could feel rather than hear her gasp in excitement as I began to rub her pussy.We were like that for an entire song, with our hands stimulating each other to the rhythm of the music. The crowd around us remained fixated on the band. She had guided the head of my cock. " Sexy little bitch." You ain't seen nothing yet buster."The front door bell rang then and she swore softly."Damn, that's the ambulance come to take him back to the hospice, go and get a shower while I see him off."She was referring to her husband, my brother, who had been left in a wheelchair after a high speed car crash in which he'd suffered massive injuries including severe brain damage. He was blind, deaf and was expected to live for only a few weeks. If I sound callous, it's because he'd. He smiled and welcomed me into his room. He pressed his finger to his lips and said "SHhhhh, we have to be quiet."He explained that he was there on business, and that co-workers were in the rooms on either side of us. From this poing on, everything we said was a whisper.He turned the TV on with the volume set about average, just enough to drown out any light conversation. We sat on the end of the bed and stared at each other with anticipation..."I can't believe you're in my hotel" he.