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	<title>Comments on: Spanking her boyfriend over her knee</title>
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		<title>By: Jim Dicksos</title>
		<link>http://www.boysgetspanked.com/2008/11/spanking-her-boyfriend-over-her-knee/comment-page-1/#comment-200</link>
		<dc:creator>Jim Dicksos</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 08 Jan 2011 19:06:02 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Girls  do not really exist. They are only our imagination. That's why all these wonderings take place and that's why these askings have no efeffect</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Girls  do not really exist. They are only our imagination. That&#8217;s why all these wonderings take place and that&#8217;s why these askings have no efeffect</p>
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		<title>By: Amy</title>
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		<dc:creator>Amy</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 24 Jun 2009 23:25:35 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>One way to find out, I guess... 

;)</description>
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<p>;)</p>
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		<title>By: Milos</title>
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		<dc:creator>Milos</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 07 Jun 2009 20:02:15 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I wonder how it is to get spanked by a girl</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I wonder how it is to get spanked by a girl</p>
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		<title>By: markiee</title>
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		<dc:creator>markiee</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 09 Apr 2009 02:43:26 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>When I was 18, the summer between high school &amp; collage, my mom caught me smoking out in the yard and dragged me into the kitchen. She sat down on a kitchen chair turned me over her knee and pulled down my swimsuit ( I was waiting for my girlfriend to pick me up to go to a friends pool party) and started to spank me when in walked Barbara. She stopped dead in her tracks when she saw the show going on front of her.  My mom told her to come in and have a seat since she had already seen her spanking me. When Barbara sat down my mom said that her leather sandals were lovely and could she see one. With that she took one off and handed it to my mom. Mom grabbed it by the heal and started to paddle me with it. I started jerking and trying to get away from that awful thing but she was having non of it and didn't miss a beat. It didn't take long for me to start begging her to stop and promising to never smoke again. She said where there is smoke there is fire and she plans to burn me up. At this point I started crying. That was the most embarrassing spanking she ever gave me. Later that day I got into an argument with Barbara at the pool party and she told Susan (who was having the party) that we were leaving. On the way home she pulled into a wooded area and told me to get out and follow her as she wanted to have a talk with me. She found a fallen tree sat down and told me to come over to her. When I did she pulled my suit down and turned me over her knee and started to spank me. She also said that if I resisted her she would tell everyone that my mom still spanks me. What could I do? So I accepted my fate. That summer I got more spankings from Barbara than I did in the prior five years combined.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>When I was 18, the summer between high school &amp; collage, my mom caught me smoking out in the yard and dragged me into the kitchen. She sat down on a kitchen chair turned me over her knee and pulled down my swimsuit ( I was waiting for my girlfriend to pick me up to go to a friends pool party) and started to spank me when in walked Barbara. She stopped dead in her tracks when she saw the show going on front of her.  My mom told her to come in and have a seat since she had already seen her spanking me. When Barbara sat down my mom said that her leather sandals were lovely and could she see one. With that she took one off and handed it to my mom. Mom grabbed it by the heal and started to paddle me with it. I started jerking and trying to get away from that awful thing but she was having non of it and didn&#8217;t miss a beat. It didn&#8217;t take long for me to start begging her to stop and promising to never smoke again. She said where there is smoke there is fire and she plans to burn me up. At this point I started crying. That was the most embarrassing spanking she ever gave me. Later that day I got into an argument with Barbara at the pool party and she told Susan (who was having the party) that we were leaving. On the way home she pulled into a wooded area and told me to get out and follow her as she wanted to have a talk with me. She found a fallen tree sat down and told me to come over to her. When I did she pulled my suit down and turned me over her knee and started to spank me. She also said that if I resisted her she would tell everyone that my mom still spanks me. What could I do? So I accepted my fate. That summer I got more spankings from Barbara than I did in the prior five years combined.</p>
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