When her husband left, Margaret (Penny Barber) turned to her son, John (Max Fills), to take his place, all the while resenting him for never leaving the nest. Why things unfolded the way they did is a secret only they know, but the rot between them permeates the home they now share with their blended family. She taunts and teases her son, calling him Peter Pan (the boy who wouldn’t grow up) and leaving the door ajar for his peeping eyes. She fucks with his mind—and his stepbrothers. She makes Norman Bates’ mom look like June Cleaver. 

Margaret’s new husband Edward (Charles Dera)—a man’s man who likes big guns and fucking other women on the side—is a force of nature that falls calm when meeting her chaos head-on, like a physics lesson. When they fuck, it’s raw and primal. She worships his masculine cock and hairy body. She licks his feet and talks dirty, sharing her desire to wear a buttplug while serving him and the boys dinner. He spreads her ass cheeks apart and buries his face and cock in her snatch, swearing he’s the luckiest man in the house.

John, on the verge of emotional collapse, pours his anger, resentment, and jealousy into a sketchbook and eagerly shares it with Anna (Lilly Bell), the exchange student he’s in love with, certain she’ll understand the horrors he has survived. Encouraged by her composure, he opens up about the hell he’s been living. She sympathizes with John and takes his virginity. But things quickly spiral: Anna gives in to his stepdad's animalistic charms, prompting Margaret to put Anna in her place and reveal why she was brought there. John is devastated as his hopes for love and a new life are shattered. He snaps and gives them a taste of their own medicine.

Anna’s hookup with Edward is a slow burn of tightrope seduction, with Edward teetering between creepy and assured lover. “You did that to me,” he says, showing off his arousal. “It’s my fault,” she whispers, submitting to his seasoned cock. Margaret’s encounter with Anna is confrontational and tense. She doesn’t have sex with her, but instead instructs her to masturbate, controlling her body and will. “No, you’re not allowed to cum,” she snaps when Anna nears climax. “What are you, a lesbian? You gay? You’re going to have to start masturbating in front of me like I was your mother, every day.”