...eak of the devil, Aang set forth a mighty blast of "water-bending". Katara, being the humble and obedient wife that she was, (Not to mention the master "Water-Bender") was careful not to spill a drop, swallowing the load for her sick husband.
"Now that's devotion…" Suki commented.
A wave of pleasure fell over Aang. The air suddenly began to feel very cool. Katara lifted her hand up to his forehead. She proceeded to announce, "Well, his fever's going down. It looks like Iroh wasn't just lying so he could spy on us."
Surprised, Iroh lurched back, knocking his ladder back from the window on onto the ground, knocking his fat-ass unconscious.
Her job far from over, Katara moved up to Aang's top, positioning her breasts in front of his face. Aang immediately accepted the invitation, and began licking and sucking upon her nipples. Hearing Katara's satisfied moans inspired him to lift his arms for the first time in weeks, in order to knead the supple flesh. Katara had always been blessed with beauty, but in the years since the Phoenix King's defeat, her body had grown into the most beautiful anyone had ever seen. Her breasts were massive, her waist was thin, and her ass was tight, yet full: an almost perfect proportion, hell THE perfect proportion for a woman's body (44, 26, 42, if you must know.)
As Aang played with her breasts, Katara lowered herself upon his manhood, opening her nether-region...