The shadows that protected her eyes from its glare. The tangle of branches and leaves that kept large predators at bay.It was dusk when the troop fina...ly arrived at the forest edge. They eagerly rushed beneath the overhanging shadows of the trees, glad to be away from the oppressive heat and the ever-watchful eyes of lions and prairie wolves. Dignity and the other Knights were rather more apprehensive, as were those from other tribes. The forest was very dark and its noise at night was. She looked at him for a few more seconds."Ken ... Ken, it's time to wake up, my Captain."She sat and watched him slowly open his eyes."Good morning, Captain. It is time to get up. Your clothes have been cleaned, and everything is ready for your journey back to the surface."Ken stretches and yawns, "Good morning. Do you always wake everyone up?" Not always but I wanted to be the first on this day," she answered him, as she smiled at him.Scratching his head, he grabbed his clothes and started. The man who'd been called "Johnson" won the hand. Mr. Smith stopped my carousel as I came around to face him. "Alright, Johnson, you know the rules. Half the chips into the pot if you want winner's privilege."The chips slid forward and Johnson smiled down at me, then reached down toward my breasts. "Hey now," Smith scolded him. "No touching." They all laughed and the hand drew back, going instead to his lap where he unzipped and pulled out his cock. It was bigger than Mr. Smith's, and as I'd. In a matter of seconds the girls were completely naked.Stacy looked over at Coach Baxter and was disturbed to find that he was still standing with his arms crossed, staring down at them in that stern manner of his.Then she looked at his pants. They were virtually bursting at the seams. From Stacy's vantage point it looked like the coach was not only horny but also hung like a horse. She envied Mrs. Baxter. She turned back to her sister who was lying on her back on the mat. Stacy climbed on top.