My Son Has Good Taste

Jelena Jensen gets blindsided by a phone call. Her son dropped two bombshells in one sentence: ten million bucks in the bank and a wife nobody saw coming. The money doesn’t rattle her half as much as wondering if this stranger just married up. When he shows up with Lana Rhoades in tow and then steps out to meet the realtor, the two women are left staring each other down in the living room. Small talk starts—jobs, hobbies—but every empty answer just makes Jelena sure her boy picked with his dick instead of his head. Lana asks where the bedroom is. The moment she’s alone she strips, spreads out, and starts rubbing her clit like the house is already hers. Jelena walks in on the show and tries to back out, but Lana grins and tells her they’re family now, so why be shy? Lana’s bold as hell—pulling Jelena’s top up, kissing hard, hands already inside her jeans. Jelena keeps saying no and keeps melting every time those fingers slide deeper. She tells herself she shouldn’t, right up until she stops caring.