He said it was a good size and nice to look at. He also noticed that it was shaved.I shrugged and said his wasn't that bad either and I didn't mean it...as a come on - just as a comment.As I finished, I looked again at his cock which was now hard. He shrugged and half apologised saying he was turned on by mine and added that it was what he liked so I should not be surprised. My eyes were drawn to his stubby cock. Not a big one, maybe 5 or so inches, but meathy and well veined. I felt my own start. Then I would be all alone again, but this would be for the rest of my life; however, long that might be. God please don't condemn me to a life of loneliness. I may not make it if that is the case.On that note, I must have fallen asleep because I don't remember anything after that thought.When I awoke Saturday morning, I was tangled in the sheets and felt like I had been run over with a steam roller. I had a bitching headache; I was in a sour mood, and my mouth felt like George Washington's army. Mark was fairly confident that his smaller size would be an advantage in speed and he could wear the guy down, until he made a mistake and then capitalize.The first minute or so was them getting a feel for how each other moved, they both traded a few punches and kicks. Each studying the other’s muscles and stances for tells. Deltar seemed confused by Mark’s fighting style as he had never fought someone using capoeira.The pace of the fight picked up a bit, but Mark was still holding back a lot,. Aunty now sat closer to me, once uncle was gone."What did you saw of your aunty today son?" I was really tricked into her hypnotic eyes but I managed to keep myself still."I saw your anger and also some of your lovely side when you massaged me aunty." I said."Not that son, body?" She now was being more specific now."I saw you in panties masi, and also your tender legs." I said in a low voice."Didn't that turned you on?" Yes it did aunty." I was getting tricked into hypnosis."Would you like to.