Good to his word, less than half an hour after she had sent the ZIP's, Barocca received an e-mail in response. Filled with anticipation, Barocca open...d the document. It was short and to the point. A name, address, and telephone number; even Jeanne's e-mail address. "If nothing else, he's certainly thorough," thought Jeanne. "This had better be the real thing on Jeanne, or I'm gonna be pissed." Barocca looked at the information before her, and then at the clock. It was only about seven. Pher bhabhi jakar kapde press karne laggi aur muje bolne laggi ke kya hua mein bola bhabhi mera dil jor jor se dhak dhak kara rha hai. To bhabhi boli kabi kissi ko jhupi nai daali kya to mein bola nai mein kabhi kissi ko nai daali . To mein bhabhi ko bola dekho mere chest par haath rakhkar kitne jor jor se dhak dhak kar raha hai to bhabhi ne haath rakha aur boli tera to sahi mein badi jor jor dhak dhak kar raha hai dil . To mein bhabhi ko bola kee bhabhi kya mein apko dubara jhupi daal sakta. “Sure, no problem at all Magnus,” I replied.“Sorry to do this to you,” he said shakily, as I undid his belt.When his trousers flopped down after I unzipped him, I pulled the front of his scants down revealing a totally magnificent uncut cock. It was fat and floppy. After taking hold of it in my hand I told him to let rip.“Jeez, thank you, buddy. What a relief. Thanks, buddy, I really appreciate this, buddy,” he kept intoning.As the tension drained from his body, I was overcome with lust as I. Lamp-blacking the face I insured a good fit. Disassembling the barrel and steel bar I coated the threads with loctite to insure I could dismount the steel bar. Threading the bar into the barrel I used a pair of wrenches to tighten the bar that extra sixteenth turn and lined up the flats. The flat that lined up the best decided the top flat of the barrel. Since I had taken such care to make sure the hole in the barrel was centered ... it didn’t matter which flat I used. My choice was arbitrary..