Try to calm down Sokka.

"Hey you, as well!" Aang's hand moved down to run through Katara's hair, leading her back down to the tip of his fleshy, gigantic cock. It was throbbing hard, clearly begging for attention. Sure, it had been the first time that he had gone without sex for such a long time, but it couldn't have been more than a few days since he left the Temple... It was insane. "I really mean no harm, just..." A soft giggle came from the boy as he let himself fall back down onto the pile of clothes behind him, hoping they would warm up the rest of his body a bit more. "Would either of you want to go penguin-sliding with me after this?"

That request was a bit odd, but the bald, tattooed man definitely seemed innocent enough as he greeted Sokka. And if he truly was an Airbender, then he couldn't be that dangerous! They lived by a very specific code, as Sokka had heard from the stories.

In the meanwhile, Katara still couldn’t even believe her own eyes! How could anyone be so unbelievably hung? And not just mind-bogglingly big, but completely and utterly delicious too! She couldn’t even pull her long, drooling tongue away from the tantalizingly addictive slab of veiny, virile, and violently twitching breeding beef. She licked up and down the monstrous pillar of pure, unadulterated virility more and more excitedly, desperately swirling her squishy, steamy tongue around the mysterious, young stud’s outrageously fat, gushing cockhead, while he caked her delicate hands in an obscenely thinking coating of his incredibly gooey, glue-like precum.

As the boy had awoken, dousing Katara’s slender, seductive face in a hot, steamy burst of his bubbling, magma-like spunk from the sheer surprise of finding the ravishing Waterbender attached to his frighteningly fat, meaty monster cock, the very voluptuous, caramel-skinned beauty barely spoke a word. She instead opened up her steamy, drooling maw as wide as she possibly could and devoured his gigantic, jaw-breaking cockhead in one ravenous motion; sealing her plump, puffy pink lips viciously around the obscenely oozing tip while scalding hot ropes of sticky, cement-thick precum shot down her soft, velvety gullet and slowly flooded her empty belly.

The mysterious boy’s terrifyingly thick, addictive manhood glistened with Katara’s shimmery lip gloss and sweet, sugary saliva, as her head bobbed up and down enthusiastically, the insatiable Water Tribe slut frantically **** inch after chokingly thick inch of mammoth-sized fuck-meat down her lewdly bulging throat.

Katara had never done anything like before, sucking off a complete stranger, in front of her brother no less. Still, she loved every lust-fueled second of it. Her squishy, swollen cunt was utterly soaked, drenching her soft, curvaceous thighs in her own delectably sweet nectar, before the stinging sensation of Sokka’s massive, muscular hands slapping her humongous, jiggling ass made her spray an intense wave of sticky, cherry-flavored lust all over the snowy ground beneath her.

“SLAP!” “SLAP!” SLAP!” “SLAP!” The sound of Sokka’s calloused hands pounding away on his sister’s mind-bogglingly thick, round rump echoed into the frozen tundra. It seemed like her brother gave into his own lust as she had her phat ass raised up high, and she had been told that it was irresistible - even for her big brother. Suddenly, with a loud, slobbery POP she pulled her piping hot throat away from the boy’s mind-numbingly stiff rod, licking and pelting his bulbous, bright pink cockhead with ****, worshipping kisses while gazing longingly into his soft, gorgeous gray eyes.

“Mind telling me your name? My Gran-Gran says it’s not ladylike to hop into bed without each other’s names first.” Katara teased as she gestured both her brother and the tattooed stranger to get up onto their feet. There wasn’t a single second of hesitation coming from the boy as he lightly jumped up to his feet, looking down at the brown-skinned, curvaceous woman sinking back down to her knees in front of him. “I’m Aang! Thanks for saving my life, everything’s a bit fuzzy from here..” He spoke up in an almost casual way, feeling how Katara’s hands wrapped around his thick shaft and started jerking him off. Of course, Sokka complied immediately as well and the Waterbender got to kneel between them, her arms laced tightly around their waists, as she slowly gobbled up Sokka’s big, fat, meaty monster cock, shoving inch after fat, gagging inch down her steamy, sopping wet windpipe, while jerking off the oddly dressed boy’s gigantic, cum-spewing horsecock and kneading his heavy, grapefruit-sized balls like mounds of fresh dough. Her milky tits jiggled and bounced hypnotically as she impaled her sloppy, slobbery, and viciously squeezing throat further and further down Sokka’s achingly stiff, twitching beast of a cock; her cheeks growing whorishly hollow and gaunt, as her talented mouth and ravenous throat formed a vacuum-tight seal around his rock-hard fuck-rod, **** and gripping it just as mercilessly as her obscenely tight pussy would do.

“My name’s Sokka, and this little slut is my sister Katara.” The other man didn’t seem to be suspicious anymore. By the time he had spanked Katara’s ass a couple of times, he had been too far gone to keep his guards up for any Fire Nation conspiracy. His sister was just too sexy and he was too horny all the time, so he wouldn’t be able to resist her for a second longer.

Sokka’s head tossed back when Katara wrapped her lips around his cock and sunk down onto it. He could start to feel the back of her throat, and it felt like heaven. How warm and wet her mouth was. How fuckable it was. How he wanted to fuck her god damn face and make her eyes swell with happy, cock-loving tears. Years of building up had led to this moment, yet Sokka only then realized how he wanted to take her and invade her holes like the Fire Nation had done to their tribe so long ago. The beating pulse of his cock feeling the tight squeeze of her lips running up and down as Katara worked his cock like some obedient whore. Like she was nothing more than a cum **** wanting her sticky prize in her belly. Aang groaned, enjoying the gorgeous woman’s hand stroking his cock as he reached down to toy with her massive tits. They were incredibly big – he loved Air Nomad women but most of them were very petite, so Katara was a very welcome change.

Suddenly Aang gripped Katara by the scalp of her hair as she was pleasing her brother’s cock, pulling her off to bring her back to his own throbbing erection. Sokka didn’t seem to mind and enjoyed seeing that dirty Water Tribe bitch getting manhandled. The saliva with Sokka’s cock flavor hadn’t spilled fully out by the time Aang shoved his own fat cock back into her mouth, getting tougher and rougher with her. Her throat starting to bulge out the more he **** himself down into her throat. “Well, I’m sorry, Sokka! But your slut of a sister’s mouth is too fucking good!”