We made our introductions and started chatting. I can’t even remember the girl’s name now but needless to say, we hit it right off. She was pretty... and voluptuous, with a cheeky smile. A little older than me at the time, probably in her mid-thirties and she was wearing very tight white lycra trousers. I remember these most of all because at one stage she bent over and the site of her ass in them was glorious. Big and round and shaped perfectly by those beautiful white pants.I’ve always believed. Type 3s have the largest breasts onaverage of all the genders. Since most type 3s were female prior to thegender change event it is slightly ironic they appear more "feminine" noweven though their genitals have become very unmistakably masculine.---Gender 4: "Externally Inverted Male" - A person with masculine secondarysexual characteristics but has the female reproductive system (vagina,uterus, ovaries, etc.) of a traditional (type 1) woman. Most people thinkof this gender as simply a man with. Her cum lasted for some minutes and she felt deliciously revitalized.When she re-emerged from behind the rocks she found John sitting along the bank waiting for her. He had put on his shorts, but otherwise remained undressed. Lisa was still unclothed. She felt no need now, after what had transpired. She sat down next to John.They sat there for some moments, lost in thought, wanting the other to speak first. Finally, Lisa broke the silence. “I hope you don’t take me as being some kind of slut,. Sit. He commanded with a gentle tone. OK.. He came up behind me and slid my coat off me. Then as he rubbed my shoulders I felt his ips against my neck. I moaned softly. I see you like that. He whispered softly in my ear. Mmhmmm…. He turned me around, placing both hands on my face tilting my head back. He kissed me. His lips were warm against mine. I felt his tongue tasting the inside of my mouth. He stopped looked at me and moved his hands to my sides and lifted my shirt off. Doing the same.