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Busty Asami Sato nailed from behind

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Get ready for xxx style pics with lots of gorgeous big eyed nude Korra chicks with big tits bouncing everywhere that will make your dick growing massively! We are ready to push something sizey deep inside this curvaceous Korra hottie with a gorgeous bum and an aching fanny. Wow, this enormously huge dildo is rather skillful to cause the passionate screams go out of sexy Asami Sato as it trashes her tight and virgin pussy!

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Korra is absolutely nude… and bored!

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Sexually aroused Korra wearing staggering stockings gets group-banged and soaked in cum by four unwearying youngsters. Korra gives you undeniable access to protected and upgraded fucking for each and everyone and females are no exception… Blonde Korra whore with killer body gets her pussy, anal crack, mouth and tits filled with massive schlongs and gets her cute breasts thoroughly cum-dumped…

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Say Howdy to Korra’s ass!

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Virginesque Korra swallows every inch of two cocks, is bent over and fucked deep in her asshole and then has both her holes punished by every guy. The Korra lays are anxious for some hot sex – they get banged where they are caught and accept monstrous dicks in their wet, horny pussies. It’s high time to fill up this bosomy Korra girl who has a sexy ass and an aching fanny!

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Take a sight at Korra’s bare jugs while her vulva will be tickled and slapped

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Hentai Picture: Take a sight at Korra’s bare jugs while her vulva will be tickled and slapped
By the way,by the bye, aint’it a Korra fuck session one can spot in this picture? This slut washes foam off her neat body and blows off her animal straight in the tub. Too explicit edition of Korra craze where the sexiest heroes get engaged into thetit-bouncing and cum-drenched pastimes…

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Korra and Asami Sato enjoy lesbian fun

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GIF Animation: Korra and Asami Sato enjoy lesbian fun
Asami Sato has great looks and all, but she gets humped and receives a creampie like a real bangster. There are these Korra heroes that cannot suppress an overwhelming will to fuck any more and get into those tit-bouncing pranks… Let’s follow the example of a girl from Korra who is having her pussy filled right on the curb after she’d been doing her shopping a couple of minutes ago…

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Mako and Bolin squad up tto give this big-titted slut an unforgetable Double penetration!

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Hentai Picture: Mako and Bolin squad up tto give this big-titted slut an unforgetable Double penetration!
Flirty Mako in wig, panties and stockings gets fucked deep and eats sperm! It is only too evident that cock-wanting Korra cunts haven’t been screwed for too long a time… Fair Korra bitch with killer body gets her pussy, anal crack, mouth and tits filled with massive schlongs and gets her meat melons splattered with sperm!

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Avatar Korra Porn Story: Wanting

Avatar Korra Porn Story: Wanting

Chapter 1: Seethe
Mako is seething.
This much Korra can tell, and she can’t really blame him.
She hadn’t known that going after Amon would destroy the only home that he and Bolin had ever had. When she blasted fire after Amon, she had be too angry, too reckless. She had meant to scorch the man who had placed fear and uncertainty into her heart for the first time.
Except she had burned their home and everything that they owned to the ground.
Korra can’t even look at him because she knows this is her fault. When Amon ascended into the pro-bending arena towards to attic that the two brothers shared she hadn’t thought twice. She hadn’t heard Mako’s desperate plea to wait until it was already too late.
Bolin had been amazingly quiet when he had seen the damage. He didn’t say a word to her before walking out, she had not seen him since.
Tenzin had assured her that he would cover all of the repairs and told her that the brothers could stay with them while their home was being re-built. Even then, her teacher’s gaze was saturated in disappointment.
Currently, she sat in her room and Mako sits on the futon that Pema had laid out for him.
She can’t stand the silence anymore. “Maybe we should look for Bolin?”
She nearly gasps when he turns his eyes to her, full of rage. He doesn’t speak.
Korra wants to be angry with him, in fact, she can feel the signs of her own ire stirring with in her at his silence, but she squashes it down. She doesn’t understand loss. How could she when she’d had everything provided for her since she was a child? Being the Avatar was a great privilege, and while she might have felt caged at times, Korra can not think of a time where she ever needed anything. She knows that her life has been radically different from the way that Mako and Bolin grew up. It wasn’t even something that they liked to talk about – and she had damaged their first real home.
The guilt weighs heavily in the pit of her stomach.
“I’m sorry,” Her voice cracks, she’s not used to apologizing and the words come uneasily and forced. She holds his gaze for a moment before he turns away from her.
“You’re not going to say anything?” Korra asks, her voice is sharp with bitterness – but she’s not really angry at him. She can’t be. So why did she feel such an intense pressure from within, threatening to erupt?
“What am I supposed to say?” Mako’s words cut her deeply. She had expected anger, but she hadn’t expected this. She had never seen him look so defeated.
“Tenzin said he would pay for the damages,” She tries gently, but her words seem to do little to soothe him. Korra feels fear – cold and sharp claw at her insides.
“I mean, he said that he would, and I’d be happy to help with anything that you need! I-” Korra can feel herself falling into a panicked ramble, until Mako cuts her off.
“I know you didn’t mean to do it.” He says tightly – his voice is so controlled, as though he might snap at any moment. “But you still did it. So, let’s not talk about this anymore, okay?”
Korra can feel the frown etching it’s way onto her face. She doesn’t like this answer – doesn’t like the uncertainty. Had she just lost the only two friends that she had other than Naga? A sort of nervous panic buzzes inside of her, turning her insides into knots as the anxiousness begins to rack her body. What if they left her? She didn’t know what she would do if they decided that it would be better to have another waterbender in their pro-bending team, one that wasn’t reckless or impulsive. One who didn’t shoot fire in anger without thinking.
She digs her fingers into the bed sheets, anxiously tensing and flexing her fingers. When had she started to care so much? Korra isn’t sure how Mako and Bolin managed to worm their ways into her heart, but it’s clear to her now that they’re buried deep and no matter how selfish it is she can’t lose them.
Looking back at Mako, she realizes that it somehow always comes back to him. With Bolin, the friendship came so easy, it came as naturally to her as her bending. But Mako was different. Whether she was goofing off in order to see one of his rare smiles, or for him to sarcastically mock one of her follies, she realizes with shock that she has been seeking his approval.
And she’s lost it.
Maybe it’s the panic, the fear that causes her to stand and desperately press her lips to his. She’s not exactly thinking clearly at this point – too consumed with fear and nerves. She hates these feelings, but loves the wicked heat that spreads through her at the feeling of his slightly chapped lips.
Mako is tense at first. He pulls away, and moves to push her away but Korra only clings tighter, recapturing his lips and snaking her fingers through his hair to hold his face close to hers.
“Korra,” He rasps, trying to pull away. He’s still too angry and bitter, but Korra wants to sooth him and cool his ire. She licks his lower lip, tracing it with her tongue. He groans and she can feel his fingers dig into the soft skin of her arms. He’s shaking now, and when he looks into her eyes there is an emotion that she can’t place – it’s too raw, and she nearly breaks his gaze before her body is crushed against his.
She’s on her back on the floor before she even has time to realize it. Mako presses her against him, kissing and biting her lips. Korra returns the kiss enthusiastically, happy that he was accepting her. She can’t stop the gasp that escapes from her when she feels him place a wet kiss to her lower jaw. His lips seems to ignite her flesh as he kisses her. Mako’s hands rest on her hips and she feels him spread her legs so that he can lie between then.
He’s hard. And the feeling of him against her is a shock. His lips lower to her neck as his hips began to rock brutally against hers. Korra whimpers and wraps her legs against his hips in order to pull him even closer. She wants him closer than she’s ever wanted anyone before. What’s happening between them is scary but also thrilling and Korra wants more.
It’s not long before she flips him over, so that she can sit firmly on his lap. It’s the need to feel even more of him that causes her to slip out of her shirt. He stares up at her through half lidded away, and runs his gloved fingers along her newly exposed skin.
When he cups her breasts, tweaking her nipples through the bandages that uses the bind her breasts, Korra knows that even though she sits on top of him, he’s won.
“Mako, fuck,” She groans and grinds her hips against his even more earnestly. His hardness feels so good pressed against her, and the friction of their bodies create a pleasure that threatens to consume her.
He reaches between them in order to press his fingers between her legs and Korra actually does scream. He touches a spot that causes her to nearly see stars, and she bucks almost desperately against him,
He’s watching her the entire time, even when she eventually comes and slumps against him – sore and drained. Korra thinks that she’ll never forget the intensity of his eyes at that moment, before he stands, almost pained to do so and leaves.
Korra isn’t sure if their friendship will ever recover from this, if they’ve both damaged what they’ve had even further, and this causes her to nearly cry in frustration.
Chapter 2: Heat
It’s almost unbearably hot.
Korra kissed him with a fierceness that sears him to his bones. His skin feels as though he has gotten to close to an open flame and in a way that’s what Korra is – fire. Everything about her is meant to set the world a flame, and in a way he supposes that it was natural for to melt down the barriers that he’s erected between himself and the world because it is the nature of fire to destroy.
But fire also created, he discovered, because with every barrier of his that she managed to tear down she also rejuvenated him, breathing in new life into his very being.
She’s straddling him on the bed, her hips grinding against his in a heinously slow motion as she kissed him. Korra draws his lower lip into her mouth, sucking gently and running her tongue along his bruised lip. Mako shuddered and groaned. He wanted her.
It would have been simple to touch her, to grab her hips and move against her so much more quickly – liked he wanted to rather than the tortuously cruel pace that she was setting in the moment if his hands weren’t tied to the bed post.
With his scarf. He’s sure that once this is older and the blood has rushed back to his head – he’ll be angry at her, but right now he just wants to touch her.
And it’s too damn hot.
“This is pay back,” Korra smiled against his lips, and when she sits up placing herself firmly against his erection with her hair hanging loose and wild against her shoulders, she looks every bit the powerful woman that he knows her to be.
“For what?” Mako’s own voice sounds husky in his ears and she laughs breathlessly, still dragging her hips against his in that infuriatingly slow manner. He tugs at the scarf binding and wonders if he can mend the damage if he sets it on fire in order to release himself.
“Well,” Korra chooses her words delicately, seemingly savoring them. “You gagged me in the park.” Oh. He had done that, hadn’t he? To his credit, she was being incredibly loud about their some what public love making and the last thing they needed was the press catching them in the act. He thought he was doing her a favor when he tied his scarf around her head – apparently not.
“Untie me,” He gasped, and Korra giggled while shaking her head. She runs her nails over the sensitive skin of his chest – hard enough to leave evidence of the scratches and he hissed. It wasn’t exactly painful and only caused the heat in his groin to grow and spread. His hands jerk against their bindings and Mako knows that his wrists will probably be marked after all of this.
His hips push against hers in order to speed up their pace but she squeezed her strong thighs against his hips in order to still him. It worked, and he glared up at her – horny and in need. How long would she toy with him. Mako thinks that once she untied him she’s really going to get it – But she didn’t need to know that until later.
Her grin is too wide right now – he knows that she’s pleased with herself and this thought caused both anger and desire to flare in his veins.
“Tell me what you want,” Korra said, her own hand goes to rub between her legs as she speaks and he bites his lips to keep from groaning. Her eyes are half lidded with pleasure as she touches herself and Mako desperately wants his hands to be on her in the same way.
“You,” He groaned, too beyond his own pride to even try to be coy. “I want you.”
Korra licked her lips and smirked. “Good.” She stood and slid her pants and fundoshi off, kicking them off of the bed. She positioned herself over him, reaching into his pants in order to pull out his cock. He gasped at the feeling of her fingers wrapped around him.
She stroked him, and he bucked against her sweaty palms. “Korra, please.” He’s desperate now.
“Well, since you asked so nicely,” Korra holds his cock straight and allows herself to slide down unto him. Mako hissed at the feeling – she’s wet and tight around him and he pulls once more at his bindings. Korra herself is gasping, she rocks her hips and the motions remind him subtly of the push and pull over the ocean as she takes him deeper inside of her.
She’s still moving so slowly, and he can see her massaging her own clit with one her hands – He bucks against her, trying to drive himself deeper – but the action is awkward because of his bindings. He feels sparks of fire shoot out of his mouth – an unfortunate habit that had since childhood whenever he was frustrated, and of course Korra found it hilarious.
It’s too hot.
Pleasure shoots through out his entire body when Korra shifts in order to move against him more quickly. The feeling is too raw, too intense, and he doesn’t even realize that he’s burned through his scarf until his arms are around her, and he’s flipped them over so that she’s looking up at him with wide and amused eyes.
Fuck.
Chapter 3: Voyeur
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When Korra wakes up in the middle of the night, she isn’t surprised to see that Mako’s sleeping bag was empty. It had been a few weeks since they had fled Republic City after it had fallen to the Equalists. It was a tough time for she and her friends, but she was grateful that they had decided to accompany her. Hearing on the radio about the bender purges currently happening the city would have been unbearable without them there with her. She had failed, it was a realization that she was still coming to terms with and often times she would lie awake, unable to sleep because of the nightmares. The accusing faces of the benders who were dying, while she hid because she had no idea how to stop this.
It wasn’t easy for the brothers to pack up and leave, especially when they finally had a stable place to live, but they gave it up so that they could help her, and possibly save her from herself. The last time she had gone into the Avatar state she had decimated a quarter of Republic City. She can still smell the smoke, and the scent of blood that clung to the air from that day. She sees the crying people, the bodies in the streets, and at that moment she knew there was no coming back from that.
Mako took their departure the hardest. She hears him when he frequently goes off into the night, possibly to clear his head. The guilt leaves a bitter taste in her mouth because even though he is with her, even after everything, she has taken him further away from the one thing that she knows that he ever wanted for he and his brother – stability.
Bolin’s sleeping bag rustles beside hers and she notices him shift in his sleep. Korra sighs and sits up, deciding that it would be best to talk to Mako. Even now, she hasn’t apologized for uprooting him like this, it was too difficult to put into words what she was feeling, especially after the first few days. But, she knows that she won’t ever get a decent night’s sleep again unless she tell him.
She walks through the forest, following the footprints that he’s left behind. Her own pace is sluggish and dread claws at her heart. This isn’t a conversation that she doesn’t want to have. She isn’t used to apologizing, until her recently her world was so simple. It was her against the world in a way, she fought life every step of the way, and laughed when she succeeded as she usually did. Korra didn’t need to listen to anyone when everything came to her so easily.
Amon and this rebellion had crushed that part of her into tiny, jagged pieces.
Mako had always known what the world was really like, though. He struggled for everything that he and his brother had because life had not been kind to them, as it had been to her. And even despite that, he still chose to come with her…
It’s the sounds that cause her to stop.
She hears rustling, groaning from beyond the bush that currently blocks her path. It’s a strange thing, and her own natural curiosity causes her to seek it out.
Korra doesn’t have to walk long towards to sound before she sees him.
He’s panting, his hand moving furiously in his lap. From her place he can see his cock, hard and throbbing as he slides a calloused hand along it.
Korra is frozen.
For a moment, she feels panic. She’s never seen anything like this, and while her first reaction is to run, her feet feel rooted to the ground.
She ducks behind the bush to assure that he doesn’t spot him, and she can feel her face burning. Her heart is beating so loud that she can hear it pounding in her ears along with Mako’s hoarse moans.
Korra thinks that she should run, get out of there before he sees her because she is intruding upon something very private. But, she hears another harsh groan come from him, and she can’t help but turn around and watch.
She has never seen him so out of control. His hips thrust his cock into his eager hand and he shudders. Korra herself even trembles when she sees him, so shaken by the sight and so fascinated by it. Her thighs clench together as she watches him, as she feels her own arousal begin to take hold of her.
Tentatively, she allows her own fingers to slide under the waistband of her pants to rub her aching clit. She feels the odd combination of guilt and striking pleasure that threaten to overwhelm her and sinks her teeth into her bottom lip to keep herself from moaning and alerting him of her presence. She’s so wet already and her fingers slide easily along her moist folds. Her hips move of their own accord as she grinds her pelvis against her fingers. Panting and momentarily lost in the feeling, she can’t stop the gasp that escapes from her lips.
Korra covers her mouth in horror when she hears Mako stop his own motions and look around wildly.
“Who’s there?” He yells, and he makes awkwardly attempts to stand and adjust himself, but nearly trips in the process. Korra would have found the action funny if she wasn’t so terrified and aroused.
She stays there, hidden behind the bush with her palm pressed against her mouth and prays to the spirits that he doesn’t find her.
Korra shivers, one of the fingers that is still pressed between her legs slide over her clit again and she bites her palm. The momentary pain keeps her grounded and focused.
She’s incredibly guilty that she has even ruined this for him, something so private and personal. This is the reason that Korra removes her hands from her trousers and stands, revealing herself.
She hears him hollowly suck in air when he sees her, but she can’t bring herself to look at him. She keeps her eyes firmly trained to the ground.
“Korra…” When she does look up, she sees the crimson blush has stained his face completely. He look even more ashamed than she feels at that moment, and this causes her to feel even worse.
“I’m sorry!” She says quickly, because she doesn’t want him to be the one to feel guilty about this, when it’s entirely her fault. She should have walked back to camp as soon as she realized what he was doing.
“I – I really didn’t mean to interrupt you,” Korra stumbles over her words, “You can keep going, I don’t mind.” She says, and her face flushes crimson as she realizes that this is a moment where her mouth moved too quickly before her brain could catch up.
“W-What?” Mako asks, his voice is still breathless and husky in a way that causes a shiver to go up her spine.
“I mean,” Korra tries again, but the burning that she feels in her body causes her mind to go foggy. It’s so difficult to speak.
“I don’t mind.” She repeats herself for a reason that she herself isn’t even completely sure of.
He stares at her. Hard. Korra wants to run and bang her head into the nearest tree for even suggesting this.
“Are you serious?” He’s completely flabbergasted, that much she can tell from the way that eyebrows shoot up almost into his hair. It’s comical, but she doesn’t laugh.
“Yes,” she says seriously, she attempts to look into his eyes but he avoids her, awkwardly staring at the ground. The light of the moonlight reflects off of his eyes making them seem very bright. He’s at war with himself.
He moves to sit down. It’s then that he stares at her, his
Mako coughs, “You’re going to stay?” He’s embarrassed and surprised, that much she can tell, but he also hasn’t told her to fuck off yet which is a good sign.
She licks her lips, which are surprisingly dry in this moment. It’s that same mixture of guilt and desire that makes her want to stay. It might have been her curiosity but she wants to see this side of him more, wants to see so wanton and so completely out of control as he was a moment ago. She wants to see him happy.
“If you don’t mind,” she whispers. Their eyes lock and she can see fear and uncertainty radiating off of him in waves. The lust that he feels seem to win out, however, when his eyes droop in a way that she’s never seen. The way that he’s looking at her now causes her to flush and for the heat to build back up in her groin.
“Only you, Korra,” Mako murmurs thickly as his hands reach into his trousers to pull out his still erect penis. “Only you.”
She can’t imagine the amount trust that he must have in her in order to do this, and this thought both thrills and scares her. Korra knows that trust is not something that comes easily to Mako, they had fought so much when she had first his pro-bending team because of this. But now, he’s exposing himself to her in a way that could have never imagined.
“Do you have to look at me like that?” Mako asks, his voice is strained. He’s stroking himself, but not with nearly as much fervor as before. He mostly looks uncomfortable.
Korra sighs, “Like what?” She moves closer to him and she sees him grow stiff with tension. “You don’t have to be embarrassed.”
Mako snorts, “It’s kind of hard not to, considering the situation.”
Korra’s tongue juts out, moistening her lips. She can see Mako’s eyes are drawn to the action and her lips curve into a small smile. “It’s only as awkward as you make it.” Watching him, she can feel her own body responding once more. His fingers stroke his cock slowly – with a practiced hand.
The ache and wetness between her legs are distracting and she presses her fingers to her clit and allows her eyes to slide close for a moment. She hears Mako gasp beside her and groan loudly as he watches her.
“Damn, Korra,” He practically growls. She can see his other hand trembling and she thinks that he wants to touch her.
His reaction encourages her and she places her free hand at the base of his cock. He hisses when her fingers make contact with his hard flesh.
“Is this okay?” She asks, and his fierce nod only urges her forward. His skin is hot to the touch, and his penis twitches at her touch. She licks her lips again.
“Yeah,” He moans, his hips seem to move of their own accord in order to thrust his cock into her hand. It’s exciting to have him so completely out of control, to know that she is the cause of this.
She’s addicted, seeing him groan and writhe at her touch.
The guilt lessens, just a bit. She can give him pleasure, it’s an exhilarating thought.
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Korra and femmes having preetty ultra-kinky girly-girl soiree tonight!

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Hentai Picture: Korra and femmes having preetty ultra-kinky girly-girl soiree tonight!
High time to present some special sort of Korra retold in erotic key. Have sight of at the tasty gadget Ikki being bunch-punched with her jolly stretchy melons spunkled with cum and her hidebound bearded clam that is reamed and poked and joombye of. Let’s get inspired by a cum dumpster from Korra that is getting pumped right on the floor when she was shopping a short while ago…

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Jumping buttcheeks, jumping boobs – this is Korra on top!

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GIF Animation: Jumping buttcheeks, jumping boobs – this is Korra on top!
Those amazing Korra slags have such sexy and yummy figures that there would be no excuse not to tear gasps of delight from them… Let’s follow the example of a cum dumpster from Korra that is getting her cunt hammered on the pavement after making purchases a couple of minutes ago… Sweet Korra getting topless and taking firm cock deep in her shaved pussy…

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Big boobs are awesome but apparently Asami Sato is more interested in what Korra has in her panties…

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Hentai Picture: Big boobs are awesome but apparently Asami Sato is more interested in what Korra has in her panties…
Take a gander at unreally-formed boss Korra ginches toileted in petty mocker that unlikely encompassed their whomping pairs… Another young hottie from Korra got those perfect big boobs to show us and she can never reject any man or boy. Korra can’t hold back to be bonked in her ass and pussy and when it finally happens she goes off hard!

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