<strong><span class="bbc_u">In Timothy's Room, with Angela</span></strong><br/><br/>Timothy looked over Angela's figure, admiring, desiring, stroking over her sides and her hips, caressing in a slow fashion along her buttocks pulling her up to him. Wanting to feel her body against his own tighter. He was no giant but he certainly had no reason to be ashamed either, her figure had his arousal standing firm and eager, pushing out towards her. While the doctor himself was fairly lithe, his arousal stood a bit on the stocky side on its press to her skin, his left hand rising up to the small of her back, caressing and trailing a path up higher, little by little. His other hand in turn moving to brush on her thigh's skin, trying to reach behind it and pull it a little, to widen her stance as he kissed her desirefully.<br/><br/>"Mmh? Did you have a good look yet?" He asked in a teasing fashion, but smiled to her and chuckled. "A bit of a shame, you dropped the tease earlier, I was not against the idea of looking you up close at all. Though your lips might have been kissed." He caressed her back and looked down her form.