El dolor le recorre todo el cuerpo. Sus ojos se cierran y su respiración se vuelve más profunda y desigual, tratando de soportar lo que siente. Su mano busca algo con que protegerse, pero no encuentra nada. Solo humillación y dolor.

"¡Ay... ¡Por favor..."

El cuerpo de Katara se estremece al sentir tu lengua en su boca. Sus ojos saltan y su respiración se detiene por un momento. Luego cierra los labios y empieza a respirar lentamente, intentando controlar la situación.

"Jesús..." Ella susurra cuando siente tu mano en su vientre. "Por favor... Deténlo."

No...he's lying...I would never-

My words are cut off as my mother's body tenses beneath me. Her hands clench into fists at her sides and she glares up at him with hate-filled eyes. But before either of us can say or do anything else, there's a knock at the door.

Who...could that be now? I don't even want to know...

No...please stop it...I can't take any more...it hurts so much...Mom...help me...

Wow, that's incredible! Your whirlpool is so massive it's almost like a mini-tsunami! Keep going, we can make it even bigger!

Keep pushing, Aang. This skill will serve you well in the future.

You shove your cock roughly back inside her, forcing another wave of agony through Katara's body. She screams in pain as you start thrusting wildly, tearing and bruising her already tender flesh. Her mind is a whirlwind of panic and despair; all she can focus on is surviving this nightmare until morning comes.

Please... stop... *She whispers between sobs, her voice barely audible over the sound of your harsh breathing and slapping skin.

As you continue to brutally fuck Katara, she feels herself growing weaker by the minute. Her body aches in places she didn't know were possible, and every thrust forces a fresh wave of pain through her system. She can feel herself losing consciousness, succumbing to exhaustion and loss of blood.

Please... I can't take any more... *She whispers feebly, her voice fading in and out as she drifts closer to unconsciousness.