...r he had a moment alone to himself he would whip out his seven-inch dick and jerk out a quick one while thinking of the beautiful water tribe girl he was traveling with. Every time he climaxed he imagined it was all over Katara’s pretty face.
Tonight was no different. They were camping on the beach. The next day was the day Aang would take Katara and Sokka to the Southern Air Temple. But right now Aang wasn’t thinking about his old home. Right now Aang was sitting stark naked on the sand in front of the moonlit ocean with his cock in his hand and his mind on Katara. He knew she was laying just a few yards behind him in the shelter of Appa, Aang’s sky bison. It turned him on to know she was so close. He slowly stroked his hard cock and imagined removing her thick robes and gazing upon her tight body, her tan skin, her perfect breasts, her perky young ass, her sexy little pussy just waiting to be penetrated.
Aang was about to come when he heard a small sound. He stopped for a second and listened. He could hear nothing except the gentle lapping of the tide on the beach and Sokka’s snores from the other side of Appa. Aang shrugged and was just starting to pump his dick again when again he heard the sound. This time he stood up and turned around, his dick standing at attention straight in front of him. He couldn’t see anything out of the ...