He does

Leon took a fingertip and started to lubricate Camila's anus.

"Wait... Wait..." Camila whimpered out.

"Sorry, love. Light is green, so I'm going for it," Leon said, with no apology in his voice. Ellie saw what he was planning to do and her eyes flitted to Camila. Ellie quickly took the tequila and poured Camila a small shot. She winked at Camila as she offered it and Camila downed it quickly. Anything to dull what's coming.

She felt Leon's tip probing her and he started forcing his way inside. Camila closed her eyes and tried to relax herself, but it was very difficult. She tried to think of home, of anywhere else where she didn't have a cock sliding up her ass.

"Ohhhh she is a tight one," Leon said.

The men watched as Leon took his first few strokes but then the conversation quickly turned back to football.

Nothing but fucking and sports for these guys. Savages! Camila thought.

"I still think you're full of shit, Leon," Dennis said. "You couldn't score on them last year and they've only improved."

"Come over here, young man. Let me teach you like the wise master I am."

The males got out of their stools and crowded around Camila. Leon snapped his fingers and pointed to a small marker next to the bar supplies. Ellie handed it to him.

"Okay, so last year they arranged their defense like this." Without breaking his thrusts, Leon uncapped the marker and started drawing out a formation on Camila's bare back. "They aren't going to be able to hold that this year, not with the speed we have on the wings."

The foursome continued to argue over the back line while Leon continued to fuck Camila's backside. She bit her lip and closed her eyes, willing him to get closer.

"Hold on lads... It's getting urgent now..." Leon grabbed Camila's hips and turned up the aggression for the final few thrusts. Camila exhaled with relief when she felt the first shots of his cum inside her. Camila is relieved when he slid out. "One more second, love. I'm educating these boys."

Camila was **** to stand there, bent over and naked as the day she was born, while Leon sketched out some new football tactic. When he was done, he capped the marker and tossed it back to Ellie.

"And that, lads, is how you score." He looked at Camila's back, and his semen leaking from her behind. "In all ways."

He and Juan grabbed beers for the road and started walking up the beach. Camila's necklace thankfully, finally went red.

Ellie handed back Camila's clothes and she quickly dressed.

"Welcome to Freedonia," Ellie said. "Hey, the guys aren't gonna want a girl who looks like a playbook. Why don't you run back to the dorms and clean up. I will cover for the rest of your shift. I'm only gonna do this once, by the way. Follow the narrow path through the jungle here, it should drop you out right by the dorms. They said you are in room 116. Unlock the door with your bracelet."

Camila nodded and slipped out of the bar area and into the jungle. She felt like she was in enemy territory as she crept along but her annoying stones kept glowing. She silently prayed they would stay red and no one else would see her. Luckily, they did. She came up on the employee housing, which was largely deserted at this time of day. Her room opened directly to the outside and Camila was able to unlock the door by waving her bracelet in front of the lock.

Her room was tiny but somewhat comfortable. If anything it was better than the apartment she had left behind at home. The bathroom had a very large Jacuzzi bathtub and Camila felt like she needed it more than anything right now. She grabbed some bubble bath from the counter and let the hot water fill up. She slid down into it, letting it wash away her last few horrible days.

After a long relaxing bath and some vigorous scrubbing to get the Coach's lesson off her back. Camila collapsed into her bed without even dressing in nightclothes. Her first time in a real bed in a long time and she drifted off immediately.