The Busty Babysitter 2

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John's heart was racing. He reached across to grab Rachel's arm and accidentally brushed one of her enormous boobs. "Oh, my f*****g God!" she exclaimed, breathing hard and looking over at John. "Are you okay?" he asked, staring into her big blue eyes. "Yes," Rachel mouthed, without making a sound, staring back so hard at John that it almost hurt him to turn away. John's eyes drifted down to Rachel's heaving chest as she fought to control her breathing. It was mesmerizing. "We're okay," John said, lifting his gaze back to her eyes. He squeezed her hand a little too hard. "We're okay," he said again. Rachel nodded and squeezed back. Her little hand felt so warm and her skin felt electric against his. John pulled his hands away as if they were burned. "Let's see if I can get us out o

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