Any mother in the world, upon accidentally seeing her grown son's erect penis, would have been utterly mortified.
She would have screamed, turned away, covered her eyes, scolded him for immodesty—anything to escape the sight and pretend it had never happened.
But Fauna was not any mother.
Instead of averting her gaze, she stared.
Completely transfixed.
Her eyes locked onto the towering, throbbing length as if spellbound—as though some invisible curse had glued her vision to it, making it impossible to look away.
All night she had stolen glances at its outline through the thin shorts, burning with curiosity about what it truly looked like unveiled.
Now she knew.
And the reality shattered every expectation.
Cecilia's earlier whispers had already painted an impressive picture—Fauna had thought that was already the limit.
But this...this was beyond prediction.
