The man in the black Sedan was also known as Jim Rusch and since leaving Kitty's window ten minutes ago and starting back toward Chicago, he has felt both happy and horny. He knew about the site Kitty hoped to run, he knew she was having great success so far, but that was all coming to a change. How could any man or woman run a website when they're dead? Jim smiled on the way home because he knew the answer to that question.
The erection hiding in his black jeans was from the fucking Kitty had taken from this Joseph kid. He was an amazing sexual specimen Jim had to give him that much. The show had left Jim desperate for some pussy. Luckily, he was just ten minutes away from home, where his cute niece Amber waited in her bed.
Amber is eighteen years old and small for her eighteen years of age. Only five foot two. Her titties were small, and usually Jim was against small breasts. However, in Amber's situation he was willing to make an exception. Her beauty was completely natural. Small breasts, a nice little ass and a real cute face made Jim yearning for her taste and feel at all hours of the night.
Amber had been living with him since she was nine years old. Jim's oldest brother Eric and his wife, the lovely Nicole, had died in a car crash. Amber was sent to live with him and Jim's other brother Carl two weeks later. Ever since her arrival the two men had experimented with her. Taking things slowly. They knew she was cute, they knew she would be a great piece of ass, they knew she could be trained to everything they desired, all they had to do was be patient. And they had been, so they earned their prize.
The thoughts of his sweet little niece made the time go by quickly. Before he realized he was home Jim was parking the car and stepping out. His cock felt like it was going to explode if he didn't use it soon.
When Jim entered his four room apartment he saw Carl laying on the couch and watching TV. As soon as Carl saw Jim though, he bolted up.
"Tell me good news," Carl begged.
"I found out where she lived." Both men smiled widely at the news. Jim in his black clothes, Carl in his white pajama clothes.
The house seemed in good condition, which made Jim feel even happier. He also trained Amber to clean at his demand. He loved the way his prize was so perfectly trained.
"How's my little princess?" Jim gleamed.
"She's taking a little nap."
Carl was a fat little man with sparkling white teeth and balding black hair. At forty he was the oldest of three Rusch children. He was also had the meanest appetite for sex.
"What she do?"