My traumatic experience of fucking a camel

The horses name was friday <3

In school we have been doing a project on the desert, I was fascinated by every single detail about it, the heat, and feeling, the sand in between my juicy hot cheeks. We had to create our own miniature desert, I had created every single detail bar one, a camel. I had done so much research on the camel to figure out how it thinks, it's feelings, it's way of life, but I felt nothing was good enough. Camels are my favourite animal, I love its humps, they are my favourite part of the camel. My family had surprised me with the best birthday present ever- a trip to the real desert - it was so amazing I couldn't wait. We left that afternoon to go exploring. It was a four day trip, so not too long but long enough for me to do my research and to get the best experience.