A different perspective: Hell No

Winry screamed as the dildo tore it's way into her tight slit, slamming roughly into her cervix at near-full ****, the blonde wrench-wench entirely unprepared for the intensity with which Christina rammed into her. If Winry's mind wasn't so filled with the numbing white noise of her cunny being ripped wide open by her lover, she would be thinking about many things:

First, thankful that she had gotten her girlfriend to soundproof the walls weeks ago.

Secondly, curiosity and confusion at how the hell such a big dildo was even able to enter her technically virgin pussy.

And finally, wonder at how she had managed to find such a wonderful girlfriend.

That last one was easy for the curvy blonde to puzzle out - She remembered it all with reasonable clarity. They had met a few months ago, near the start of their respective courses. Christina frequented a local coffee shop, and Winry happened to wander in one day (Christina had confessed, a few weeks into their relationship, that the coffee shop always seemed to draw in cute girls, and that she liked to watch them all intently). Christina caught the blonde's eye with an erotic wink and the barest fluttering of her eye lashes, and the pair quickly became close.

Chance meetings that ended up similarly were odd, but not entirely uncommon, Winry would be supposing, if she were capable of rational thought at the current time. Of course, sadly, any profound philosophical thoughts on the nature of Love and the whimsy of Fate were picked up, shaken (Not stirred), and tossed into the proto-star of Winry's orgasm, the pure burning of pleasure eradicating any higher thought than "Fuck me!"

Despite the **** clamping of her beleaguered vaginal muscles, the blonde American couldn't stop or even slow the rampant Christina as she was fucked to the greatest heights of pleasure she had reached in her entire life. As the climax continued, only intensifying with each thrust of the cervix-destroying dildo, Winry could just about hear her partner's own banshee scream of lust as her insides were stirred by the think and lengthy plastic dong which had now **** it's way into her cervix and was somehow still managing to piston in and out.

As her mind fell more and more into the fuge, clouded state of lusty bliss that was an orgasm, she could swear that she felt the dick inside her soften for a moment, before hardening even more so than prior and maybe even growing in length and girth. Then she fell entirely ****, just as Christina cried out in all her squirting delight and something sloshed into her cervix.