1. One for all. Part 1: Christina
  2. One for all. Part 2: A little tenderness for Christina
  3. One for all. Part 3: Cool you hit, Chris!
  4. One for all. Part 4: The Temptress
  5. One for all. Part 5: Date
  6. One for all. Part 6: Naughty Wife
  7. One for all. Part 7: Spanish Passion
  8. One for all. Part 8: Christina successfully went to her mom

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Christina fell in love with Spain, as soon as the plane touched the landing gear chassis. In her head, the famous musical composition “Barcelona” performed by F. Mercury and M. Caballe played fascinating music, as well as the city itself.

The couple at the airport was met by a guide - a young, tanned, white-toothed Spaniard named Dimas. His sporting figure was so attractive and perfect that Chris could not take his eyes off him all the way - from the airport to the hotel. Ed only grinned mentally - his dear little wife and not in the know how many temptations are fraught with incomparable Barcelona. Dimas also clearly laid his black eye on the Russian beauty in a short black dress, and from time to time lost the thread of the story, staring at Chris, who in turn portrayed a lively interest in the story of the aborigine. In fact, she, wearing sunglasses, looked at the man and tried to determine the size of his dignity through shorts. Curiosity for the sake of ... She put on her glasses so that her husband would not detect her lustful looks aimed at Dimas. Ed gently stroked his wife's knee in an arrogant manner and gazed absently around, anticipating an unusual rest.

Dimas helped settle the Russian couple in one of the best rooms and said goodbye to them, assuring that in the evening he would certainly visit new acquaintances and show them the night Spain. Especially warmly, he kissed Chris's hand, causing her a contented smile.

“So you didn't answer my question, Chris — did you like my present?” Ed asked when they were alone in their room.

A smile immediately slipped from the face of Christina, she shrugged and excitedly replied:

“So you did it all?” What for?

- Is Max - not your weakness, my love? The forbidden fruit is sweet, and you would not stop thinking about it until you received it, right? I would bring myself sinful thoughts until I decided that I was in love with him ...

Ed paused for a moment and continued:

- Love for another man - it is treason and betrayal, but not sex. Sex is a pleasure, and I am ready to give it to you. Tell me, what do you feel for Maxim now?

Stunned by the words of her husband, Christine understood that Ed was right for one hundred percent. In some unknown way, he guessed what was happening to her and hurried to “settle the problem” by arranging an intimate meeting on the plane. Chris really let after sex with Max, she realized that she had no tender feelings for the guy, there was only passion and lust, which she mistaken for love. She got what she wanted and got cold, like a candle extinguished at dawn.

“Absolutely no feelings for him,” Chris said, looking intently into her husband’s eyes.

“I'm glad of that,” Ed said softly and pulled his wife close to him.

Now that the relationship has been clarified - even if the conversation was short, because they learned to understand each other at once, Edward could finally afford to cuddle his beloved woman. It should also be the rightful spouse to drop a little caress from the incomparable Christina.

“Oh, nooo, I'm first in the shower,” Chris chuckled and pulled away from her husband, “I want to be neat before going to bed with my beloved husband.”

“Then we go together,” Ed did not give up, feeling the strongest erection in his pants.

He himself did not understand what exactly brought him, or his wife’s innocent flirtation with a burning Spaniard, or his own wife, who had shown off in a foreign country without panties for an hour ...One way or another, he eagerly undressed Christina, dragged her into the bathroom and turned on the shower. He poured Chris's gorgeous body with warm water, touched her bulges with his hands and caressed her depraved slit with his fingers. The girl arched an arc, gratefully accepting the caresses of a beloved man. Even after a delicious sex in the plane, she wanted sex again.

Ed brought his wife, as it should, before you put her knees on the hard bottom of the bathroom and enter from behind. Her wet hair stuck to her forehead, drops of water streamed over her bare ass, with one hand Chris held onto the side of the bathroom, and with the other she caressed her insatiable crotch. Ed rammed his beloved spouse with a hard cock, and his ears were caressing her groans and dirty cries: “Yes, fuck me stronger! Fuck your own whore. I want your dick pierced through me. ”

And Ed tried, stuck his cock again and again into a wet crack, but that seemed to him not enough for complete satisfaction. Then, without warning, he put the head of the penis to the anus Chris, pressed and slipped inside without interference - it was so slippery. The girl gasped in surprise and began to caress the clitoris furiously, and then screamed and shivered from the orgasm that caught her. Ed did not torment his wife for a long time and, having accelerated, he threw a hot stream of sperm into her ass.

Chris sat on the bottom of the bathroom, hugged her knees and smiled blissfully:

- How I feel good with you, dear.

“I love you, baby, always remember that,” Ed whispered and, pouring a good batch of liquid soap on a washcloth, began to drive it over the wife’s luxurious body. He paid special attention to Chris's breasts - he rubbed his nipples with his fingers and rubbed them with a sponge, making her stand still with delight.

A little later, breaking the silence, a telephone call from Dimas rang in their room. The Spaniard has changed his plans and invited a married couple to Barcelonetta beach right now. Christina was delighted to be worn according to her number, choosing a swimsuit for herself on the way out. Touched a whole bunch of rags before opting for pink thongs and a bra without straps.

- Isn't it too frank a set for the first day, honey? - Ed raised his eyebrow slightly, putting on his bathing shorts.

- You do not like my swimsuit? Okay, then I'll take this one, ”Chris shrugged casually, revealing a black joint swim suit. He looked so unpresentable that Ed, laughing out loud, said:

“Oh nooo, this awful outfit fits perhaps Arab women than my fatal beauty.” Take the pink!

A small victory in the dispute lifted Chris up to the cosmic mark. She cheerfully began to hum something and straighten her hair in front of the mirror.

“For Dimas he tries ... He wants to enjoy the luxurious Spaniard ...” thought Ed with a touch of jealousy. Although, damn it, that now sigh - he himself arranged this rest with great hope that his wife would let off steam and return to his Homeland with the only desire - to give him a child. He knew that Christina began to take birth control pills again, well, this is even for the better, this is a guarantee that after the Spanish voyage you will not have to clear up the consequences in the form of an unwanted pregnancy ... from lovers Chris.

They gathered for a walk very quickly, for Kristine was impatient to see the beach ... or Dimas. The Spaniard guide, who was waiting at the reception desk, looked so elegant that Ed instantly felt discomfort and looked sadly at himself in the mirror. This happened to him very rarely - Edward, as a business man, always looked great - in a shirt and tie. But now, against the background of a tanned, white-toothed Dimas in white trousers and a white T-shirt, favorably emphasizing his muscular figure, he felt himself defective in simple shorts and a T-shirt. But then he quickly pulled himself together, because not in clothes is beauty, but in the fact that under it. Christina is HIS wife and loves HIM, which means that he is not so bad.

As soon as Chris saw the Spaniard from afar, a smile, as if glued, did not slip from her lovely face.Hilariously, she took both men by the arms and began to chat merrily, continually asking Dimas about the details of the beach.

It turned out that their hotel is located next to the famous Barceloneta, and it will take literally five minutes to walk. It was a special pleasure for Chris to hold Dimas’s strong hand, she melted away from the occasional touch of the Spaniard and couldn't do anything about it. Trying not to offend her husband with her inattention, Christina occasionally turned to Ed or threw an encouraging smile at his side, but her whole appearance said that the girl was fascinated by Dimas. Eda noticeably upset ...

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