Serafina gets it

The Woxian semi-equine man, stood almost ten-feet. He was very tall even by Woxian standards, and very dark, charcoal black. His thick muscles glistened in his exposed arms and the middle of his huge chest, full of kinky jet-black hair and popped up veins. They called him Vervo.

Vervo took Serafina by her tiny waist and lifted her up on his wide shoulders. His erection was already obvious, sticking straight out of his tight pants. It looked like a giant rocket, probably more than three-feet in length. Serafina couldn’t stop moaning and breathing heavily. She was already cumming. The gargantuan Woxian had his huge hand inside her slitted, tight skirt, and was expertly manipulating her crotch area while carrying his prize human female to give her what he knew she was craving, and much more than she had ever bargained for. He quickly disappeared with her inside the terminal, kissing her on the exposed white skin of her inner thighs from behind.

Horvan sighed helplessly, and kept going to his assigned quarters. His quarters had only one single bed, even though his hosts knew he had a wife. Of course they also knew the wife would not stick around with her human husband, once on Woxian soil.