“I turned 18”“Good for you” I said grabbing another bottle, she was making way too much conversation“Mr. Andrew? Can you help me with this q...uestion?”“Now what?” I thoughtI walked over to the living room trying to finish this beer and have another, yes 3-in-a-row; she’s messing with my “ME” time. After putting the bottle down I asked her what she needed, then honestly ya’ll, everything changed at that moment. She was half naked on the sofa and rubbing her pussy “Would you fuck me Mr. Andrew?”. The glazed lustful look in your eyes tells me that you are on the edge of another orgasm, the only recognizable sound I can here is you saying over and over how hard my cock is. Soon I can feel that I am going past the point of no return, I can feel my cock start to swell, followed buy spasm after spasm as my cum shots from the blood engorged head of my cock filling you pussy with my cum. You keep right on sliding up and down my cock, I can see that you are was as you ride my cock for all. How long we lay there I will never know.I've never experienced anything like that before or since.It was primeval lust at its most basic. It was brutal and necessary; uncontrollable and pre-ordained. I had violated three incredibly willing women, and their bodies had responded in the way their biology had designed them to respond to the need to procreate.There was no excuse, no rhyme or reason but the signals sent by our DNA to our subconscious beings. I had behaved like a stallion with his. His friends were so worried. He told them about his dream. They wereamazed! In the meantime, he had to do some homework sets, 2 exams andtalked to his Researcher Professor Adviser about his studies.In the evening, Harry and 2 friends talked about those dreams. Hisfriends were thinking maybe just a dream, crazy dream or something else.They were talking about string theory and 9 dimensions (or 11). Hey, thisis M.I.T. (but in my view, it's just a hypothesis, not in reality, not inthis.