The camera scanned the ladder Ben was standing on as he looked to be putting the vase on the high display shelf.
"Benny! Your hands aren't healed yet! What are you doing on that ladder for goodness sakes!" She rushed toward him, recording the shaky footage.
Ben carefully turned around on the ladder so that he was facing Tiffany standing backward on the rung. He was looking down at his mom from across the kitchen.
"I was frustrated and kicked my hacky sack across the room, it landed up here so I'm getting it."
The camera panned to the small bean-filled bag, just behind the vase and out of Ben's reach.
Tiffany approached the ladder, recording Ben standing in his shorts. His thick, pale c**k jutted out of the bottom partially visible.
"Sweetheart, you should have just asked me and I wou
