I told her I had no idea. He returned and asked her if she was still ready to go. She told him yes of course but wondered what he was doing. Then came...the surprise. He had invited several of his friends and they all started stepping in the room and taking their clothes off.All of them were very well hung. There was 14 not including him. She told him she didn't believe she could handle so many and was under the impression it was just going to be him. He reminded her what she said about her pussy. It beat even faster then usual and I could feel that overwhelming desire building more and more as I now pulled down my underpants. The cool night air was intoxicating to me and I so wanted a man, suddenly. Yes, the large piece of wood was smooth, almost as if it was a baby’s bottom. I guess I had done well. I could not wait to slide this piece of smooth wood up back inside me. I closed my eyes as I rubbed it around and against my thighs. Oh lord, I told myself as I felt myself breathing harder. Diary entry #144: July 5, 2011Okay, ready for more?I could not believe how wet my tiny slit was! It was also extremely pink inside.EXTREMELY!It was so pretty though. Reminded me of a soft pink rose.At the many sleepovers when me and my friends were sixteen, I remember watching my girlfriends and seeing how pink theirs were. And I also remember the different sized pussies as well. That’s why I never wanted to join. I had always been on the small side. I did not want to be embarrassed. Okay, I. I’d been warned away from it. While the Horse People didn’t abandon the sick, lame, or fatherless, they also didn’t treat them well.I did see Balto there in front of his tent. His was the largest in the horse guard’s area. I greeted him and apologized for not seeing him last night. That was another thing that I’d learned at the party last night. Only hunters were invited. I stopped and spoke with him for a minute and made another appointment to meet up later in the day. He enthusiastically.