It was hard to eat with a mouthful of words, but we managed."Thank you, Boss, that was delicious." With a burp, I used my last piece of toast to clean...my plate."Knock it off, the name is Sheila, not Boss," the Society's leader smiled. "There's no rank in the Mess." She speared the last morsel of the egg with her fork and popped it into her mouth and gave me a wink."Aye, aye, Madam." The fingertips of my right hand touched my right eyebrow in salute."You're hopeless!" she snorted as she. She's not fat. She's not even chubby. She runs every day at 6am and in spandex she makes male motorist's heads turn. Her ass is her best asset. Sometimes you can see her thong through the spandex. She wears a tight tshirt and her 34C's bounce up and down as she pounds the pavement. Point is, she takes care of herself. Every day is the same routine. She takes care of the kids then of herself. Her husband doesn't take much care of her though. That's where our story stems from.Crystal is in her. Finally his whole cock penetrated inside me, our thighs met as he twitched and leaked precum inside me. I felt so full. His cock was oval shaped so riding and grinding and thrusting his cock in and out of my hole felt so amazing. As I got comfy I removed my sweater leaving me in nothing but a thin lacy purple bra. His hand now groping my big ass, slapping and fondling it. Multiple times he stopped me as he was edging and pulled me down to kiss me. His beard tickling my soft face as his our lips. We spent the next 3 hours shopping, chatting, and generally having a goodtime with each other. All at once, Sean understood both why girls likedto shop, and why they think dragging their men along to shop would besimilarly fun. Sadly, mens variety and use for clothes just doesn't varynearly as much as for women, so it was no great wonder to Sean why mendon't enjoy shopping as much as women do. Several pairs of high heels,some risqu? lingerie, and a few sexy outfits later, we were on our wayout.