<strong>Brad- Misc. Rooms / Hallways / Closets / Etc.<br/>Having a final prowl. </strong><br/><br/>Brad realised that these two had a lot of settling in to do. He sighed- well maybe this was the end of the night. It had been fun while it lasted. The black ‘rod of steel’ looked enough to give that slip of a blond pleasure for a week. And he didn’t feel inclined to wait until it was time for seconds. And anyway- the guy had looked pretty greedy for his own package first. He was sure the blond would be well serviced. Maybe it was time to wrap things up. And then he remembered the pasta-damn- it had been good- one of his better quickies of the night.<br/><br/>He blew the blond a kiss, waved and made his way back down to the kitchen. My that young Sam was still squealing!! Lucky sod she was with-he must be good to keep Sam so long. And then he remembered the whispered promise from the poolside. Hell, he wasn’t leaving without that, the second round and the number.<br/><br/>With a grin he zipped back down to the kitchen, Re-heated the pasta, piled on some more sauce and laid up a tray- pasta, and vodka. . Spagetti a la Kremlin. And he was knocking on the bedroom door. “Room Service” he called and walked in. Tray held high.<br/><br/>“Compliments of he establishment” he smiled looking at Sam riding in her usual fashion- and winking at the other guy who was sort of leaning back taking all he could enjoy. He guessed he had arrived at peak viewing time- an eruption was due any moment as far as he could see he had just arrived to see the end of the play.<br/><br/>“Hurry up Sam – stop being so greedy- leave the poor guy’s cock with some left and have a real mouthful. He grinned at the guy- “you look as if you appreciate good food too. Build up your stamina buddy after that download. I’m sorry to barge in, but Sam promised me something before I go- a sort of prior obligation, if you know what I mean. “Do you mind if I lure her away-she’s given you good measure I can see” He looked at Sam, “you said you keep promises-and you did say have one for the road- And then there was that certain number you also promised too- well lady- do you keep promises or not for a lonely brit. I’m gonna call it a night  Sam - so may I claim my goodnight present?” He winked at the guy again, waved “enjoy the Pasta a la Kremlin” and headed for the door.<br/>