She hoped Mr. Johnson would make her get down on all fours and make her take his cock from behind just like it said in the book Mrs. Pacula gave her "...pecial" girls to round out their education.Mr. Johnson moved quickly from the front of the classroom to the classroom door in the rear and made certain the latch was in place so no cleaning woman would wander inside for at least the next 15 minutes.Wanda had a question in her eyes when he returned to his huge wooden desk raised on a pedestal. He. They needed her in early. She dressed quickly and left before Mark was up. She was thankful she had postponed another incident with her horny son. Tomorrow was Saturday, maybe she would get a chance to cool down his raging hormones before things got totally out of hand. Mark ate his breakfast in silence. The whole day at school he was edgy and hard to get along with. His best friend called him a jerk. Mark of course didn't try to explain. What could he say, 'I'm mad because I didn't get to push. As I was enjoying a session with my dick I thought I could hear moaning coming from the next room. The only other persons in the house was my wife and mother-in-law and she slept in the room next to ours so it could only have been her moaning.I was now wondering if she was having one of those erotic dreams or something in her sleep. After hearing her moan for a couple of minutes while I kept on stroking my dick I decided that I would go investigate matters.I thought if it wasn't an erotic dream. I turned on the fan speed and told her she could sit here for a while, dry off and then leaved. She hesitated at first but finally she give into the comfort.I turned on the AC and went to the kitchen to fetch another glass of water for her. This time I pulled out some mango squash, making one for the both of us. It took me about a few minutes and once I pushed the door and went inside I saw her turn the other way quickly while fixing her buttons of the shirt.I could guess that she might have.