I stood in shock as Faun's verdant eyes locked into mine. With a gasp he ran towards me, crying out, "Mother!" and flung his arms around my neck. I staggered with the sheer physical force of him. To my surprise, his manhood sprung forth and stirred against the entrance to my womb as he cupped my head and kissed me passionately. Ahh, the sweet taste of his honeyed breath and tongue gave me an erotic shiver. I let out a soft moan as his full and well-developed lips gave me an instant orgasm. My beautiful flower immediately filled with blood and drops of dew formed on my nether lips. I caught my breath as spasms overtook me and the townspeople stared.
My son led me to a local café and we talked and talked. He spoke of Michelangelo, who had taken him under his wing as an apprentice. They were lovers. Faun spoke lovingly of the artist, recounting many nights he had knelt and served at the Master's feet. He was his sexual slave, sometimes receiving Michelangelo's spendings into his magnificent rectum, sometimes fellating the painter's penis to madness. He said some nights the floors ran with semen and was smeared into the paint like a benediction. His eyes never left mine as he told me of his life since I had left home. I felt the chemistry and strong Magick between us.
He took me by my shaking hand and led me to his bed chamber. The hearty smell and aura of his Sex Magick was strong in the air. The air fairly sparkled between us as we quickly shed our clothes. We faced the East and raised our arms to the Lord and Lady as we praised the Divine Union. "I come to Thee, my Lord and Consort," I intoned, "Ye were born of my womb from the sacred seed of Pan. I kneel before Thee now to receive the lust of thy loins"
