The city's ruler was known only by their title, The Tyrant. When they appeared in public black robes and spells of obscurement hid their features so t...at none could tell if the Tyrant was a man or woman or even if they were human. The Tyrant had ruled in Al Areth as long as anyone could remember, even the long lived sorcerers who made the city their home. Order, of a kind, was maintained by the Tyrant's personal army.The Akkadian waited in the shadows of an alley, his dark cloak wrapped around. How could I argue with that? I mean, what right did I have to say my mother, father, and I could use our abilities the way we wished, but they couldn’t? Yes, I didn’t like how my dad still occasionally brought back a new girl who he had enslaved, and last month I nearly disowned my mother when I found she had “obtained” three male personal “assistants” to help her through the final few months of her pregnancy.But they didn’t mistreat them, and while these people didn’t have the choice to be. And I enjoy the idea that this young kid likes me and I love hearing his stories about his one night stands and things. I never had a chance to live like that since I had my first kid at 19. It gives me some mental stimulation.So, I knew I shouldn't meet with him but it was innocent. He was harmless and knew I was married and I was very clear that I was not messing that up. My husband knew I occasionally talked to him and even once suggested we consider a threesome with him. I turned that down. He immediately grabbed his crotch and started undoing his pants. Obviously, not a cop or he was one that wanted to play.Anyway, he opens his fly, pulls out a nice sized partially hard cock and sits down. I followed his cock down and started sucking. He was freshly washed and smelled good. He started to put his hands on my head to force me further down onto his now hardening cock, but I've never been able to deep-throat and told him so. As I continued to suck and lick him, he reached around and.