I am a regular reader of ISS and this is my first story and guys believe this is not fake or fantasy this is really a true story which happened a few ...onths back and so without delaying let me start with the story.As I said I am from Chennai you know how traditional families will be and there is no doubt my family being exceptional from that! The angel of the story here is my cousin Anu (name changed for her safety).She is of normal height and normal dusky color and boobs size of 34 and with a. A much larger conversation on if they suspected their cover was blown or a final stand ensued.“Ben - have you had someone looking at all the credit cards issued and used in the Avon Heights zip code in the last six months?” I asked.“No - why do you want that?” Ben responded.“I am kind of interested what they have been buying. More importantly, what have they been having delivered,” I said.“Get somebody to UPS, FedEx and the USPS to see what they have been having delivered and from who in the. I pulled downwards and closed my other fingers gently inwards, grasping the rubbery teat firmly. A jet of hot white milk spurted from the end and hit my Wellie boots with a squelchy noise. I giggled to myself and tried again. This time I managed to hit the bucket and the milk rattled against the bottom.Again and again I emptied the teat into the bucket until I felt proficient enough to try two handed. Resting the bucket on the floor between my ankles I bent forward and grasped a teat in each. “Yes,” she said with a whisper.“Yes what Jackie,” I insisted.“Yes, I will not stop you while I wear the string,” she said, her voice trembling.“Remove your panties,” I instructed.Immediately she stepped back, reached under her long loose skirt and retrieved the black panties. I took them and as I expected they were sopping wet. I held then to my nose and drew her scent in deeply.“Beautiful,” I whispered.Jackie flushed and stepped sideways with a stumble.“I need to sit down for a moment.”“Yes.