She IS a drink

"Well, I'm your drink" she said, standing up and walking over to him, before sitting on his lap with her tits in his face.

"Whatever you're thirsty for, I can give you" she said

"Okay then uh..." He began before wrapping his lips around her nipple, as cappuccino came shooting out into his mouth

"Mmm. That's good" he said "So how about... Some orange juice?"

He grabbed her breasts and squeezed. Orange liquid began to trickle out of them.

"Am I to your satisfaction, sir?" She asked

"Oh, you certainly are..."He mused, as he mulled over what to do next.