Runs in the family
I'm not sure if it is in the genes or learned behaviour.
My mum and dad had a pretty decent stash when I was growing up. This consisted of a fair number of magazines, some fairly kinky ones and some contact mags. Not to mention quite a lot of polaroids and photos. As you can imagine, quite eye opening, not to mention educational. I'm guessing after a while, they figured out that I'd been viewing, as they began locking the bedroom door, when they were out. However, I always found ways around it.
This was not just a one way thing. I too had a fairly decent stash. Nothing quite as kinky as my parents but not bad. I did occasionally catch my mum scanning through the magazines, whilst she was cleaning. She never said anything but no doubt shared them with my dad.
After my mum passed away, my dad re-married. Although, as expected, the old stash he had with mum disappeared, a new one appeared. Quite surprising really, as outwardly my step mother is quite shy and reserved. By then, things had moved on from print to more modern media. Stored in a shoe sized box, plenty of DVDs. Mostly commercial featuring well hung black guys. Not to mention a significant sex toy collection.
Although my adolescent stash is long gone, I still have a significant amount.
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