There were introductions and excited hugging with several roving hands that probably shouldn't squeeze their relatives's asses and especially Jessica because they had just met.
They piled in the car, top up for maximum luggage room and minimum noise, but the bags fit fine since we weren't carrying suitcases for someone who has to have two bags just for her makeup.
That person wasted no time, and Silky had trouble keeping her eyes on the road because a skanky blonde hoe was lip locked with a certain red head's actual true brother in the back seat. She also moaned so loud that no one could blame Sam for putting his hand up Silky's dress and massaging her very wet pussy. Which was much wetter after a little massage.
It's not safe to drive and whack someone off at the same time, even if he is your cousin, so he had to provide the manual labor for himself.
By then, Jess had unfolded her unnaturally long legs to give Andrew better access to her shaved parts, so one of her feet bonked Silky in the head. So she swerved a little. So it was absolutely not her fault when a highway patrolman put on his blue lights. The same cop who had stopped her four previous times because she drove a red car.
Being a careful and good driver, the gorgeous crimson haired heroine pulled over. Just as Sam blew a load that hit the dashboard and her hair.... It's a small car. His watch caught on the top control lever, so as the officer walked up the boot lid opened and knocked him down.
Unhurt, just delayed, he had to climb back to his feet, and did so as Andrew (with Jessica's help) shot a wad that sailed over the folded top and landed on the policeman's aviators...and shirt.
None of that was Silky's fault. It really wasn't.
Since she had been yelled at unfairly before for traffic tickets, she found herself a little nervous...actually, a lot nervous.
When you have been a cop for thirty years, you think you've seen just about everything. Then something new comes along.
"Again, Silky?" he asked.
"I didn't do anything, Officer Johnson! I really didn't. Jessica back there is my sister (she smiled and gave a finger wave) and she accidentally kicked me in the head because my brother was fingering her, that's Andrew in the back, and Sam here is my cousin who was fingering me but he had to jerk off by himself because I'm a good driver and I wouldn't do that. Well, I'd jerk him off, but not while driving. I mostly jerk him off in the shower, which is how I wound up screwing Andrew, and he's visiting and Jessica wants her turn. See? No problem here!"
Officer Johnson stared at the glob of goo imbedded in her rufescent curls, and realized he likewise carried some DNA on his clothing. He thought of the paperwork, and the time involved, and how no one would believe him.
"No problem, you have a good weekend, Ma'am." He cut across the median to head away from the Rabbit girls and towards some handy-wipes.
Within a mile, Jessica had Andrew in her mouth and proceeded to demonstrate to him her famous skills. Sam had to wait; Silky drove safely, as always.
