Find a Faun

You watch from a safe distance. The object of your affections sat a short distance away. Out of all the fauns in the forest she was your favorite. It wasn’t because she had the biggest breasts, you could think of three fauns with bigger of the top of your head. It wasn’t because you had seen her naked, you’d seen every faun naked at one point or another. If anything she was modest. You must have seen every faun girl with a dick between her legs at some point or another, except for her. The most you had seen out of her was a lucky guy getting sucked off.
You walked towards where she was leaning against a tree, flute at her lips, eyes closed. She knew someone was there of course, but if she didn’t want company she would have said something. But she kept her eyes closed and kept playing as you crouch down in front of her.
“Hey, Marilee. You got a minute?”
She opened her eyes and stared at you confuse, “Alex?” You nod, grinning. “You’ve, well you’ve certainly grown. In more ways than one,” She gestured at your breasts. ”What’s up with those?”
“I have no idea,” you reply, “There not exactly standard issue more minotaurs.”
“No, no there not.” Marilee looks at you coyly, ”Has anything else grown recently?”
You nod eagerly and pull aside your loincloth, showing her your improved member. The faun reached out and caressed your hardening shaft with one hand. With the other hand she guides one of your to the small horns on her head. Marilee coos with pleasure as you gently rub at the base of her horn, “Ooh, Alex. Maybe we should have done this sooner.” You add a second hand to her head, gripping her by the horns, “Getting yourself a good hold I see. Well how do you want to use those handles?”