Sokka is , but Katara rushed over to him!

She didn’t just see things! There really was someone trapped inside that iceberg! But how could that have been possible? And how could he even be alive after being encased in a massive glacier like that? As the young, bald-headed boy collapsed into the snow, she rushed over to him to try and catch him with her awaiting arms. She slowly knelt down into the frosty snowbank below, resting his weary head atop her suffocatingly thick, luscious thighs.

He looked like he couldn’t have been much younger than she was, as the stunning Water Tribe beauty marveled at the soft, tranquil expression on his sharp, handsomely defined face. “His skin’s like ice! Sokka, he’s freezing cold! We have to warm him up!” She urged, gently placing the mysterious boy onto the snow before taking Sokka’s thick, fluffy, fur-trimmed jacket and placing it underneath the boy’s head as a pillow. The best way to start bringing up a person’s core body temperature was skin-to-skin contact, which meant Katara needed to start getting naked.

She pulled off her own heavy, fur-lined coat, freeing her fat, milky breasts as she brought herself in-between the young, **** boy’s powerfully toned legs. It was apparent that being trapped inside an iceberg didn’t make much of all toll on every part of the boy’s body, as Katara’s brilliant, sapphire blue eyes stared at the frighteningly fat, meaty, mammoth-sized bulge jutting inside his tight, snug-fitting trousers. The gigantic, twitching slab of breeding beef looked to be just as absurdly oversized and terrifying thick as Sokka’s, as it threatened to tear his tights to shreds if Katara didn’t act quickly.

She smiled excitedly, her cheeks darkening lightly with color, as she slowly undid the tight straps of her curve-hugging dress. Slowly, piece by piece, Katara’s mesmerizingly beautiful, buxom body was put on display, as she soon noticed the telltale sign of Sokka’s gargantuan-sized behemoth bulging against the soft, velvety fabric of his baggy, blue snow-pants.

There was no denying that Katara was absolutely breathtaking. Her long, silky, chocolate brown hair, styled into a tightly-pinned bun and two traditional hair-loopies, perfectly complemented her rich, caramel-colored skin tone and shimmering, ocean-blue eyes. Her lips, plump, pouty, and painted in a shimmery clear gloss, beautifully accented her slender, heart-shaped face, as her soft, delicate facial features simply made her outrageously exaggerated curves seem even more obscene. Katara’s supple, perky breasts were huge, having grown larger than she would've liked at first since they just seemed to get in the way at times, as the mountainous mounds of thick, creamy flesh, jiggling and bouncing excitedly with her every simple movement, completely stretched out every piece of clothing the poor girl owned. Her shapely, hourglass figure burgeoned out into her wide, voluptuous hips, which were perfectly built for childbearing. Her long, luscious legs and plump, meaty thighs provided a solid, stable base for the sheer enormity of her tremendously thick, wobbly ass. Her unimaginably wide, juicy, gargantuan-sized backside outclassed that of almost every woman in the village, a fact which Katara was incredibly proud of.

Now, stripped naked, Katara slowly crawled onto all-fours, hoisting her humongous, pillowy ass high up into the air, as she freed the meaty, mammoth-sized slab of hyper-virile morning wood from the boy’s pants and wrapped her soft, dainty hands around the ridiculously girthy rod as best she could. She couldn’t believe it! Were all men hung like this? His cock was longer than her forearm, and thicker too! Coiled tightly by fat, beefy veins, as thick and bloated as seaweed noodles, the boy’s overgrown monster cock was topped by an enormously oversized cockhead; a beefy, bulbous pink tip that was as big as Katara’s clenched fist!

She had used some of her clothes and a blanket from the canoe so they wouldn't have to just lay into the snow as her talented hands slowly stroked up and down his remarkably massive length, squeezing tighter and tighter with each slow, sensual pass up and down his violently throbbing bitch-breaker, she coaxed free thick, gooey globs of piping hot precum, which trickled down his extraordinary size and lubed up Katara’s powerful hands. The hot, irresistible scent of addictive, manly musk bombarded Katara’s senses, leaving her moaning seductively as she bounced and wobbled her gigantic, juicy rump with the expertise of an Earth Kingdom concubine. Her long, drooling tongue lolled lewdly out of her steamy, sugary maw as she dragged it across his ridiculously fat, veiny shaft; assaulting her keen tastebuds with the pungent, salty flavors of his delectably sweaty cock, before enveloping her outrageously massive, marshmallowy breasts tightly around his tremendously thick, pulsing shaft.

“Mmmm… Wake up, pleeease… Come on now… Just open your eyes…”