“Mr. and Mrs. Marvel—Betty and Mark—on behalf of our pod, I have come here tonight to ask for your daughter’s hand in partnership. I know your...dreams for Cindy included marriage, but we are part of something bigger than just the two of us. We want to create a legal plural domestic partnership. Soon. I speak for everyone in our pod—Beca, Rachel, Emily, Joan, Desiree, Brittany, Nanette, Sophie, Donna, Olivia, and Remas—when I ask for Cindy’s hand. We love Cindy and we want to unify our pod as. I hadn't seen her in the flesh myself and there was no way i was sharing her with anyone, not tonight, maybe never. I rose from the bed and crossed to the door, all i was wearing was a black jock strap and i smirked to myself as i gave my armpit a quick sniff. I had thought long and hard about how i would treat her and decided the best way was to test her submissiveness on our first meeting so i hadn't showered in the four days since we'd arranged to meet and my pits were rather ripe, fuck. His eyes’ glow brightened by a lux or two. “What have you heard?”She shook her head. “Very little. You clashed with an infernal cult in Greystone, two days’ walk away. You stopped them, but something happened to you. Rose, your companion, only understood that it changed you. You took yourself to this range and disappeared. Cut yourself off from the world.”Speaking of cutting himself off, Trigru took a step back from her, away from her hand. He closed his eyes. “That cult didn’t go down easily,”. On the bench were quite large sperm stains and the air smelt of spunk. After looking at their partner, the guys were invited to look at the other women as they lay their waiting to be released. The guys started to chat amongst themselves as they looked at the open pussies in front of them. After 25 minutes the benches were lowered and the women were released from the stirrups. As they all stood up sperm dribbled down their inner thighs. After the women dressed, the three couples were taken back.