My Son Has Good Taste

Jelena Jensen answers the phone and learns her son won ten million dollars. Seconds later she hears he's also married. The news lands cold. Then he's on his way over, new wife and all. When Lana Rhoades steps through the door, the two women trade stiff greetings. Her son leaves for a real-estate errand. Alone, Jelena fires the usual questions. Lana's answers sit flat. Bored, Lana asks to see her new husband's room. Down the hall she strips and starts rubbing herself. Jelena walks in, eyes wide. Lana doesn't flinch. She tells her new mother-in-law to stay, says they're family now. Jelena tries to back out twice. Each time Lana catches her wrist and pulls her closer. A quick kiss turns long. Fingers tug open Jelena's blouse and cup her full breasts. Jelena gasps, half protest, half moan. She grips Lana's waist anyway, hips already rocking. Lana sinks to her knees, tongue sliding lower until Jelena's legs buckle. The room fills with wet sounds and sharp breaths. Jelena finally quits pretending she wants to leave.