Danny took out his laptop immediately. He had just enjoyed watching his brother getting fucked by beautiful Emma, and he had perfect footage on his camera. All he needed to do now was see it on the full screen.
Hurriedly he attached the necessary cables to his camera and laptop and opened up the software.
Instantly on the screen before him he saw his brother's beautiful girlfriend, Emma, moving her mouth up and down his brother Max's cock. Again Danny felt his own cock stir in his pants as he watched her luscious lips sliding along his brother. He was engrossed.
So engrossed that he didn't notice the door push ajar. Emma stood for a moment in the doorway, this time completely naked. She watched Danny on his bed, his eyes transfixed by the action on the screen in front of him. After a few seconds, she spoke:
"Can I see?"
Danny panicked as he looked up, quickly slamming shut the screen of his laptop.
"Hey, don't panic," continued Emma, "I just want to see how I look." A smile spread across her face as she stepped forward into the room and sat down on the edge of Danny's bed. "So... can I see?"
Without saying a word, Emma began to lift the screen of the laptop. A few flickers and then the image returned to the screen just as Emma's eye caught the camera with a smile. Danny sat, awestruck as he watched Emma stare at the video of herself sucking off his older brother. He felt his cock straining to stretch out of his shorts, just as Emma glanced across at his bulge.
"Look good, don't I?" she smiled, as if to acknowledge the erection quite plainly in view. "Uh huh," was all that Danny could reply.
The pair watched the screen silently, each shifting occasionally as the excitement affected them in their own ways, Danny ever aware of his burgeoning cock. Then, as they watched on the screen, Danny couldn't help but cup his bulge as he watched his brother cumm inside Emma.
"He finished before I was ready," began Emma, with a tone of disappointment in her voice. Danny struggled to find the words. "Oh... sorry," he murmured.
At that point, Emma rose to her feet. She stood in front of Danny, her beautifully shaven pussy neatly on display for him. Then, she looked down where she had been sat.
"Oh, sorry," she started as her finger ran across the bed sheets, "I seem to have left some of Max's load on your bed." The tone in her voice was far from apologetic, being more taunting in her approach.
Danny looked with disgust at the mess left on his bedsheets. He grabbed for the Kleenex always at his bedside and began to gather several tissues to begin to wipe at the stains on the bed.
"Does it bother you?" Emma enquired, almost innocently.