Yes! It was still there. It gave me a little piece of mind. What the hell was I dong here? I'm not a field agent. I'm certainly no master of disguise....I've spent my post-puberty life hunting down women for sport. And now I was going to pretend to be one? I couldn't pull this off. What if I forget and stood to piss? What if I fart and burp? What happens if I get an itch and scratch my ass? Manners have never been my strong point. That's why I'm a lab rat. It doesn't matter what my manners are.. If I hadn't been so scared at the time, I probably would have connected the dots and figured out that whatever was keeping me immobile was also keeping me from achieving the same orgasmic bliss she was clearly getting.To my disbelief, I found that I still enjoyed watching her stroking up and down on my cock, sometimes bucking fast and hard, other times tenderly and teasingly slow. I was entranced by her tits bouncing to and fro as well, rivulets of sweat sluicing between them as she went.As one. I exhaled deeply, still confused yet horny as hell, unable to take my eyes off the beautiful sight. From down here I could just make out my young cousin's white panties. Yet evidently she had no wish to be leered at. Holding out a hand, she helped me up quickly next to her on the chair. The two of us pressed snugly together, we were peering through the panel of glass over the door. It was a window into a neighbouring room."Oh!" I exclaimed, before Emily pressed a palm over my mouth, accompanied. When I was looking at my husbands computer there was one picture of a blond girl that looks a lot like I do, with a very large black man who looked to be in his 60's. He was tall, kind of homely, overweight with somewhat of an overhanging belly and a lot of hair on his body. But I was absolutely shocked and excited at the size of his penis. It was very dark and thick with lots of bulging veins and a huge head, covered with foreskin. His balls were huge and hung very low like a Bull's balls. I.