By having a wonderful day

You begin to attempt walking towards the kitchen as your cock finishes getting hard in Tiffany's throat. Her light but muscular body is rather easy to hold against you, especially with most of her weight on her neck, both from your meat holding her up and the harness around you. It would likely be pretty uncomfortable, but you know that the girls always enjoy pain and discomfort when drunk on piss. You just have to keep the flow coming and Tiffany will never want to leave! You could even make a day of it.

You try to see your way towards the refrigerator, but the squirming girl continually blocks your view. You look down at the tiny blonde's clean shaven pussy pushing needfully back towards your face, her legs squirming over your shoulders as she gets more turned on herself. This shit won't stand.

"Tiffany! Split!" You bark at the young girl like a dog. Her body goes rigid as she snaps to attention from the **** of your command. Her tight abs flex to lift her legs off of your shoulders and she immediately starts doing the best split she can into the open air. She bends her knees while still holding her toned legs wide, tucking them back to keep her from catching on doorways while staying out of your way. Now you can see perfectly well in front of you.

You take some of the weight off of her neck then drop her back down as you walk, moving your cock only a small bit in her tight throat, but it feels fantastic. The warm wet squelch ejects a torrent of saliva down your balls that drips to the floor with each step. Most of the girls you convince to wear the harness require you to drag the dumb cunt or wait for her to crawl along if you needed to go somewhere. This is way better! Only someone as small, light, and muscular as Tiffany could hold such a ridiculous position for such a long period of time while still being so easy to carry.

You take your last energy drink out of the fridge, making a mental note to buy more as you crack it open and begin chugging it down. You're gonna need more piss to feed her soon if you don't want those lean thighs suddenly trying to squeeze your head off. You don't really want to go out, but it could be fun to parade the tiny cunt around town and see what kind of trouble you could get in. I mean, you're probably going to have to go... get... weed.......... anyway......

"TIFFANY'S A FUCKING DEALER!" You blurt out as soon as you remember. Clearly not to Tiffany, but she's the only one around to hear it. You spin around quickly and look towards the door, seeing the small blue duffel bag she always brings with her and attempting to sprint towards it in the same instant.

While not very difficult to move from her light weight, the awkward balance of the situation keeps you from moving too quickly, but you're well rewarded for your efforts. The rapid jostling of the girl swallowing your hard cock equates to a very deep and satisfying throat fucking over the course of the short trip to your door.

You bend down to pick up the bag, trying to see past the spasming pussy quivering below you. Tiffany barely holds on to her split through her flailing as she has what appears to be an incredibly intense orgasm, attempting to scream and moan in pleasure into your increasingly dripping crotch. Must have been painful. She regains her composure and begins trying to swivel her head around your cock, despite the intense pressure of her full body weight, substituting the increased pain/pleasure from the action for rubbing her clit as she comes down from her orgasm. It's one of the best feelings on your cock you've had in your life, and that's saying something.

You have other concerns at the moment, however, quickly unzipping the bag and pulling out a mason jar filled nearly to the brim with YOUR favorite ****. You open the lid and take a big whiff of the skunky odor that emanates from the jar. Tiffany actually manages to sound like she is complaining, despite the piss intoxication making her love all things mean and cruel, but she apparently doesn't feel like there's anything sexy about some asshole stealing her weed.

"Come on, Tiff!" You say to her in a much more friendly tone. You're already pushing your luck pretty hard here with her, and it's not like you're planning on killing her. If she is unhappy enough with you when she leaves here, the vicious little cunt would definitely come back to break your knees later. "I'm just gonna take a little. I'll make it worth your while!"

You grind the base of the jar on her sopping wet pussy as you try to butter her up. The jar is far to large to fit, though you'd be happy to try, but the intense pressure from the hard glass rubs at her clit in a way that would hurt more than feel good without the aid of piss. The cruel treatment of her vagina causes her to spasm and squirm in ecstasy, **** for any sort of attention down there.

She seems to still be having fun anyway. Hmm...