"I trusted you, you cripple bastard!" Ava yelled at the prince.
"Now, the cripple shall feast on you," he struggled up his feet and pushed himself on the bed, crawling up on her.
"Brother. Can I go first?" The younger one begged anxiously.
"Patience, little brother," he knelt between her legs and unbuckled his belt.
As soon as his d**k was out, Ava's mind received a sudden shock confirming that the past was about to happen again.
She vibrated rigorously on the bed, making it shiver with scraping noises against the ground.
In an unsteady motion, the crippled prince was thrown out of the bed like large particles on a filter.
"Stop!" The younger one came closer and yelled at her. Staring at the quivering bed in shock. "Stop..." He stabbed her left thigh with the pen knife in his hand.
