The Locklears Chapter Three

Timothy's screams and begging for his life only made Linda even more hornier and excited.  Walking over to Rusty kissing him on the lips sliding her tongue in her mouth.  "It's your turn baby".  Handing Rusty the nail gun Linda stepped back and shoved her hands into her pants.  Walking over to Timothy Rusty began to beat Timothy in face with the nail gun.  The more Rusty beat Timothy in the face with the nail gun the harder Linda masturbated.  Placing the nail gun back on the push cart Rusty grabbed the jar filled with acid.  "Timothy you're in a world of hurt". Pouring some acid slowly onto Timothy's other foot Rusty smiled as the smell of burning flesh crept into his nostrils.  "AAAARRRGGGHHH Mr. Locklear please don't kill me sir.  I beg you Mr. Locklear please don't kill me".  Looking back at Linda Rusty was thrilled to see her getting off on her victim's agony.  High off the smell of burning flesh Rusty floated over to Linda.  Pulling Linda's hand out of her pants he sucked and licked her juices off her fingerd.  "How do I taste?"  "As sweet as honey.  It's your turn again".
Written by Keith Edward Baucum aka The Brown Philosopher aka The Green Poet aka Red Seven