Busting the Babysitter

Busting the Babysitter has a heck of a personality on the box cover -- from the description on the back of the DVD, I expected to see something with a much more coherent narrative. Not every porn fan is looking for a story (and not every porn movie should have one -- in fact, many that try would be better off just letting it be) but sometimes when you get ahold of a disc that looks like it's a good one, you really hope they'll do it right. Busting the Babysitter does a lot of things right -- almost everything, in fact -- but story isn't really one of them. It's a series of vignettes, which s just fine, but confusing because various players show up in different roles; when you're expecting a story, it's puzzling to see Charles Dera as the husband in one and the babysitter's boyfriend in the next.

The one constant is the All-American Kayden Kross as the babysitter; the other two female performers are Sienna West and Sheila Marie, a pair of slightly weathered MILF-types, both hewing to the modern porn mom standard -- oversized implants, a lot of makeup, full lips. I am growing to enjoy this type more and more as more and more of them show up in porn -- either I am just beginning to really appreciate the older woman, or Stockholm Syndrome is beginning to kick in.

The movie starts with a brief scene setting the stage -- a husband and wife, getting ready to go out, set up a camera to catch the babysitter in whatever shenanigans she may get up to while they're out. They leave with a series of admonitions to Kayden -- no boys, no hanky-panky, and then we're off to the races. Kayden immediately summons Justin Magnum -- he was actually already waiting in the back yard -- and they get right down to business, disabling the camera and fucking like teenagers all over the living room in doggie, missionary, cowgirl and spoon, finishing up with a big load on her belly.

Next up, Kayden's babysitting for Charles Dera and Sheila Marie, but baby duties are clearly subordinate to her need to get off; when Charles and Sheila come home a little early, she's masturbating on the couch. The sight inflames the couple so much that they have no option but to get busy on the back porch while watching her. They make a hell of a lot of noise, in spite of which Kayden blissfully continues banging herself with fingers and a big dildo while they pound away.

In the meantime, Sascha stops by, knocks on the window, and promptly gets Kayden to sit on his face while Charles and Sheila watch and fuck outside. Sheila's nonstop prattle is insipid and annoying, but she is a sterling example of her type, and you can't complain too much. Eventually, Charles and Sheila knock something over, everyone dresses hastily, and Sascha flees into the bedroom. Kayden assures them that nothing was going on, but the dildo is still out, and Sheila leaves Charles to get to the bottom of things while she goes into the bedroom; from here, the arc is as clear as it could be. Kayden demonstrates the dildo for Charles while Sheila discovers Sascha in the bedroom, and events take their natural course -- both couples end up fucking, but we never find out exactly what happens after that.

Kayden's back as -- guess what -- the babysitter. She calls her boyfriend, who turns out to be Charles in the second part of a dual role, and they get it on as soon as he arrives, stripping down in the garden and indulging in some foreplay in the great outdoors before getting down to business and trading oral on the porch. Before they can really get to grips, Sienna West comes home from the party she went to, and we're on familiar ground for a minute, because she's the wife from the intro where the guy set up the camera, so Kayden is probably their regular babysitter. Fine. So Sienna comes home, Kayden and Charles break it up, Charles hides in the closet, Kayden gets caught naked by the tipsy wife -- who staggers in holding a cocktail, and a lesbian seduction ensues. It lasts long enough for both of them to get really into it, eating and fingering each other, but then Sienna's husband comes home, heralded by the screech of tires and the banging of trash cans, and it turns out to be Nick Manning. What the fuck? OK, so the wife flees into the closet, the husband staggers in to find the babysitter naked, and matters develop as expected. Nick Manning utters the lines "On your knees, and polish my helmet, wife!...hey, you're not the wife!" and "You want me to box your clown!", which make this movie entirely worth it for me from a dramatic point of view. In this one, the two couples discover each other, and a short Benny Hill-style chase ensues, with Nick and Kayden ending up in the pool and Charles and Sienna fucking while watching from the patio furniture. A nice little mini-orgy ensues, and we finish up the movie who two huge pops, one for each girl.

Busting the Babysitter has a heck of a personality on the box cover -- from the description on the back of the DVD, I expected to see something with a much more coherent narrative. Not every porn fan is looking for a story (and not every porn movie should have one -- in fact, many that try would be better off just letting it be) but sometimes when you get ahold of a disc that looks like it's a good one, you really hope they'll do it right. Busting the Babysitter does a lot of things right -- almost everything, in fact -- but story isn't really one of them. It's a series of vignettes, which s just fine, but confusing because various players show up in different roles; when you're expecting a story, it's puzzling to see Charles Dera as the husband in one and the babysitter's boyfriend in the next. ... Read the Full Review!