She could feel him hovering, zooming right down to her partially exposed breasts. It made her feel slightly embarrassed, but also excited her to be the focus of the camera's attention.
"Should I do something?" she asked uneasily.
Ben inched slightly closer. His jutting hard-on was right behind her head.
"No, not yet. Just sit there and pretend I'm not here."
Ben shuffled forward a bit, holding the camera and looking directly down on his mom's heaving t**s. He got very close and zoomed in even closer to her slightly-freckled, supple cleavage, recalling how it was streaked with his c*m the day before. His c**k throbbed. He wasn't paying attention to where it was, just focusing on her glorious t**s.
Tiffany saw a fleshy blur enter her peripheral vision and, without turning her head aroun
