Don't think of it as your girlfriend being corrupted into a gorgeous beembo drone.
Think of it as her becoming flirtier.
More affectionate.
More delicious as you lick the honey off her bare skin.
She's still herself.
She's just bustier.
Sweeter.
And has lots of wonderful, blonde sisters who can't get enough of cuties who stumble into the hive, so drunk on beembo honey they can't resist.
Can't escape.
Can only sink under their kisses.
Sink into their breasts.
Sink into the honeypot until their minds are gooey, golden, and melty.
So happy and moaning as beembos kiss them.
Stroke them.
Sink them deeper.
Deeper.
Deeper until they're just a sweet, obedient drone for silly, giggly beembo babes...















