Mags FULL of bare girls

I loved buying magazines, specially from adult shops where ladies served. I always went to Aphrodite in Dervbyshire where I walked in with my mac open and my wank-trousers encrusted with heavy spunk-stains. My hard-on often poked out when I went to pay for my mags and I always opened one or two in my case - stuffed full of mags - to ask to order mags advertised. There were always my captions written on that page - like 'oh Miss, this is where you MADE me spunk in my pants', and stuff like that. I miss all that so much these days.