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My man went away for a few days recently and it reminded me of the blog I wrote last year when he was away; the one about the Mr. Darcys. It was a good reflection of my state of mind then, I felt so lost without him. I handled it better this time and this blog tells of what happened between us the night he got home.
The picture that goes with this is a quick sketch of Darcy’s shirt. I’m not much of an artist, but I think I’ll make more of an effort to illustrate my own stuff.
Warning, there is a fantasy tucked into this blog, in which I get punished by being covered in cum, again.