Even the lowly security crew member had a male escort with her, offering her drink while caressing her legs and behind.  She accepted the beverage and touching, but kept close to her Chief Andros, attempting to keep somewhat alert.  In a distracted moment, she found herself stroking the native man's large member; he had apparently guided her hand down under his loin cloth.  She would have pulled away in surprise, but remembered they were on a peaceful mission of diplomacy.  She was no diplomat, but she knew what to do with a cock in her hand.  Still keeping a mostly straight face, she stroked him and drank while his hands played under the top of her uniform.  This wasn't so difficult...