When his niece, Cindy Ramsay walked into his office on Friday, December 7 all the guilt he'd felt in the past four months washed over the Reverend Jam...es J Gillis. And his sense of guilt was exacerbated by the immediate swelling of his conscienceless sex organ."Cindy! Oh yes, I guess you're home for Christmas break," he said as if this was just any of the daughters of his parishioners.But Cindy Ramsay was definitely not just any daughter of a parishioner. She was his niece... well she used to be. Mom was surprised when I insisted I needed a thirty-five-inch sleeve and had me try it on to check. I’d been measured a lot lately, starting with the tailor at the Men’s Wearhouse, then Louie’s Formal Wear, then Riko Whitcomb, and finally, Desi—who took some measurements that weren’t given to her mother. Six-and-a-half inches. I got a nice plaid flannel shirt and a bomber jacket, too.Mom approved the sleeve length and then looked critically at my selections before approving their purchase,. I put up my equipment and as it was a bit over cast and rain was forcast I put up the bivvy tent to shelter in if the weather got to bad. I had been fishing for a couple of hours and had a lot of fish at the start, but every thing seamed to have gone quiet and the rain was still holding off. There was no one around and it was so peaceful, I went for a lay down in the shelter of the tent. I must have fallen asleep for an hour or so and woke up to a dog sniffing at my bait. As I looked up and. I pushed her lower. Her face was covered in my urine. it was running everywhere, her mouth was filling.She choked just a little."swallow"She did as she told, normally she was a bit stubborn, but she seemed to have been waiting for this. I drenched her face as she swallowed my pee and opened her mouth.I could feel my bladder drain. My cock was already 1/2 swollen.I shoved it in her pee filled mouth and felt the hot pee run down my balls.She grabbed my ass. The little kinky girl even tried to.