Another MiG-21 for you? I know, they're good, but are you sure? Do you know what's in 'em?What happened?Well, I was hoping they were only looking at t...e Weasel flight. If they were I'd smoke them before they even knew we were in the area. They didn't see us, but their controller did. Both MiGs did a little check turn to the right, then they broke hard left, right into us. Obviously they were trying to get us to overshoot. Then they'd reverse their turns and start shooting. If we followed they'd. The time was nearly 5.30 pm and the climate was kind of breezy and cool. This aided my workout and I was sweating it out profusely.I have the habit of recording my workout session, and later editing them and uploading it on my social media accounts.After my session, I went back to my room, had a nice bath, and got dressed. Then I sat down for editing my workout video and started the process. That was when I noticed someone’s head peeking at me in the background of the video.I stopped my editing. It seems like Sean's next artwork exhibit revolves around rubbing his phallus on canvas. “Aria, wait! Cobalt Blue is next!” Sean yells. I hear a moan followed by silence. I assume that he is done with magenta. I return to the bedroom and grab my gym bag, I stuff it with my night gown and toiletries and some work clothes. I just can not spend another night with this narcissistic shell of my boyfriend. I'd rather rent a room at a hotel chain on Queens Boulevard than share a bed with a magenta. I wasn't mad at him. I didn't even get off, but I was pleasured by carrying his seed inside of me. There's something special about having another man's cum inside of you. I, if you've read my other blogs know that I totally get pleasure off of letting another man use me to get off. I don't care what the guy looks like, if he's horny, his balls are full, he can use me, willingly or unwillingly, to get off. I know that urge and need to get off, I also top when I'm not a bottom faggot. So, I.