The bearded man took over, his hands moving the hose in a rhythmic motion. Each thrust sent a new wave of cold water into her, making her body convulse and shake. The fruit inside her pussy was pushed aside, the juices mixing with the water to create an obscene cocktail of pleasure and pain. Savi's screams grew louder, her voice hoarse from the abuse. But she didn't try to fight them anymore. She knew she was theirs, a toy to be used and abused.

Her eyes rolled back in her head as the pressure grew. She could feel the grapes and berries moving inside her, the pressure building until she thought she would explode. And then, with a final, brutal thrust of the hose, she did. Her body bucked, her pussy clenching around the fruit as she came harder than she ever had before. The fruit shot out of her, spraying the men with a fountain of juices. The berries stained their shirts, the grapes bouncing off their chests and cocks.