Ben's shift in focus was caught on camera as he changed the direction to which he was staring to where his mom had entered the back yard. He was staring right at her as he stroked his huge c**k; glistening from lubricant and as hard as it could possible get.
"Ben! You put that thing away right now!" Tiffany called over to him.
From his seat next to the fountain, he could barely hear her words, let alone distinguish them. He continued gazing at Tiffany, now pointing his d**k at her and stroking intently.
'What's wrong with him?' Tiffany wondered, again squinting at Ben.
"Do you hear me?" she yelled, trying to project her voice over the splashing fountain.
"HUH?!" Ben yelled back, continuing to jerk-off.
'Darn him,' she swore mentally. She had to get closer.
Tiffany's heavy breasts bo
