Eventually, yes

The second time is much faster than the first. Now you know what the centaurs like, and you start with your mouth. There’s no chance you could ever give a proper blowjob, so you just lick and kiss the centaur-cock, without even attempting to get your mouth around it.

Combined with your hands, the second is quickly spent. Too quickly, actually, and he has no time to warn you before he erupts in your hands. Thankfully, your head was next to it, not in front of, and then cum sprays onto Calyras ass and back, while you manage to dodge the blast.

The other centaurs start laughing as he moves away. This one mutters a quiet “Sorry. Thank you,” and you guess he’s pretty young.

The third and fourth do better. They last longer, and are clearly more experienced. They both warn you before cumming, and you are able to direct their cum into Calyra.

Each time, you taste the sperm. And after the fourth, the taste change.

“It’s fouler,” you report. “Still salty, but there’s a hint of rotten egg in it too.”

The centaurs are pleased. They tell you it’s the goblin sperm finally leaking out. You are really not interested in the finer details, you’re just happy that this weird plan seems to be working. Your knees are starting to hurt. Your arms are tried, and you want to wash the taste of sweat and centaur-cum out of your mouth.

The last two centaurs in the line look disappointed at never getting a go at it. One of them suggests another round, just to be absolutely certain, but the leader tells him no. They are only doing this to help, mating with humans is a disgusting affair, which is only ever done in extreme emergencies. At this, you suddenly recognize the flaw in their plan. What if Calyra got pregnant with a human-centaur hybrid? Surely, this is just as dangerous as a goblin hybrid?

You voice your concern but are quickly put at ease. Humans and centaurs cannot interbreed.

“We’re done here”, the leader exclaims, and the centaurs unceremoniously untie Calyra. “She is safe. You can leave.”

You visualize your broom in your mind, as you bring out your wand. “Accio!” you exclaim, and seconds later your broom zooms into your extended hand.

A broom is not best suited for a two person ride. So you fly low between the trees, thanksfully you are a good pilot and soon enough you reach a settlement where you will be able to find help.