You step into the brothel. You weren't really thinking you just felt this kinda allure. When the door opens however you didn't expect to see a series of Satyrs.
"Oh... I didn't... I'm sorry." You turn to go out but a man stops you.
Like everyone else he has goat legs and a ripped man's chest covered in a pelt of hair, lower arms are covered in matching thick chestnut hair, a beard that tapers into a long goatee, thick eyebrows, horns, and slicked back hair.
"No it's okay." He puts one of his rough, palms on your cheek. "You'll fit right in here." He takes your hands and puts it on his long uncut member. "Do you like sucking or being sucked?"