A Filling Present
His mate did not even attempt to kick him off, parting her legs out of her own accord to receive his tightness slit-deep into her, goading him on with a melodious warble to claim her while soaking wet with desire. "mrraaahhhh!"
Date Night's Been Stalled
Adrian managed to speak for the first time since he found himself in the bathroom, pure lust goading his speech.
Interlude
Amethyst smirked in a goading manner, cupping her paw about her ear. "didn't hear you."
It's Too Tight - Chapter One
Her quiet moans only further goaded him into greater athletic efforts, and instead of just flexing, he started exercising in front of her.
Breaking Toys
But aside from the indifference he showed to the husky's plight, the additional slickness only seemed to goad him on as he hunkered his weight down and put more force into driving his cock into the male's throat.
Do Not Disturb
He had assured the horse the room was his anyway, a lie that could have fallen apart under the lightest scrutiny; to room alone at conventions like these was astonishing and suspicious above all else, but as he had goaded martyn upstairs with nothing but cocksure
Taking His Daughter
Oh, how she needed him, the cougar-stud who was so very easy to goad into fucking her more roughly than ever.
When They Don't Know
She goaded him on as his tentacles snaked around her, teasing around her tits and squeezing them. there were larger and heavier than fyr's and ropes let out a pleased howl, his tentacles feeding back the tactile sensation to him.
The Scent of Soil - V
The storm goaded her, she needed pleasure, not romance. she reconsidered, and pulled out a pair of hot pants, her old beach shorts, pulling them on.
[Comm] Boulder Valley Ranch
He tried to goad on the shy dragoness, gently rubbing along the back of the shemale's head. liorenth finally relented.
Counter Earth Chronicles Chapter 103: The Things We Cannot Change (The Outpost Of The Forgotten Part Five)
"it was my own damn fault, i goaded her." i said as i continued to convulse. ms. hurt soon returned with a simple drinking glass. "what is that?" bertha asked.
His Masterpiece
The collie goaded, looking at you with a deadpan stare. "what, right here in the parking lot? others might…" the collie hushed you in mid-sentence, scritching behind your ear playfully, "no one’s watching. it'll be fine?"