A perv's collection of baregirl mags

How Wanker loved his magazines, how I loved going into baregirl bookshops where ladies served to buy a big stack every time. How I loved it when a girl on the cover made me spunk my pants before I'd even bought the mag. How I loved going up to the counter in Aphrodite's so Miss Debbie could see the mass of spunk-stains on the front of my joggers (very absorbent). It was heaven in the 70s and 80s, but in the 90s mags got more and more explicit, too much for me. Thank god for the Internet.