Taking a moment away from web camming, Akira goes to her smoke break spot with the intention to relax, unaware her every move was being watched... She bends forward to brush off the couch, exposing her perky ass in trimmed fishnet stockings to the hidden camera. It had been placed there the night before; perfect view. Sitting down she swings her powerful boots across her body and crosses her legs, then sparks up her favorite American Spirit cigarettes- dark green (menthol). She takes a few strong and deep inhales before her eyes start darting around the room. Not before long Akira spots the spy cam! She freezes for a moment. couldn't be!... no... I think it is. Some pervert is trying to get a show out of me smoking! After taking a moment to collect herself and her thoughts, Akira realizes it must be YOU, her pervy brother, who had put the camera there to spy on her. Uh-oh, you're in trouble now. Staring directly at the spy cam, Akira blows smoke down into the lens. this what you wanted to see? You're sick, thinking you could place this little camera here and get everything you desire. You're going to be in so much trouble when I tell mom and dad you little creep... enjoy the show while you can. Akira doesn't lose eye contact with the camera lens the entire time, scolding and teasing you, making quite the show out of it. , what? You don't want me to tell them? Well then you're going to have to do something for me in exchange. Mommy and daddy wouldn't be too pleased to hear about this. What a mistake that was...she giggles.