Fill me up, I want to feel your cum shooting inside of me.” That did it. I unloaded my cum into her…and a LOAD it was. I hadn’t been able to jac...-off for a while, so several days of built up cum shot into Phyllis. I stopped thrusting, allowing my cock to continue releasing cum, spasming as it pushed out every last drop into her. Phyllis lay on my sweaty body both of us panting with exhaustion. Eventually she slid off my now limp prick, I felt cum pour out of her pussy as she did so. I looked. So I was sure that my mom and Didi were alone at home now.I went to the back of my house and took my phone. It was still there. I saw that the battery had totally died out. I just prayed that the recording was enough for me to defer what was going on in my house. I quickly took my phone and went to the door of my house. I rang the bell.Mom opened the door. She was wet as if she had just come out from the shower.Me- Mom, why did you take so late shower?Mom- Why are you home so early? Are you oK?. It went on until we were about sixteenand grew other interests. He matured earlier than I, village boy as he was,began dating girls and go dancing, but we remained friends and still see eachother, even if he's married now, with two kids. It didn't harm him either,our friendship. He's now head gardener at the estate. But I did miss our slavegames and his submissiveness. His wife is a wisp of a girl and sometimes I'vebeen wondering about their relationship when her towering hulk of a husbandis. He tricked them into double occupancy and they just vanished. The Professor is just a 2 bit inventor, and con artist.I followed the two time inventor’s back to the 26 century where I took all of their notes, plans, papers, computer files, backup files and anything that had to deal with the Time Craft. I removed all evidence that it ever existed. I did not want someone to make another Time Craft and come looking for this one. While there I took a supply of pills that slow down the aging.