Get better first. Get out of the hospital. I’ll help you any way I can.”“No, you won’t. You won’t make love with me.”“Melanie, nobody ca... make love with you if you’re in the hospital or dead!”She said nothing. I knew this was an impossible situation.I leaned over to kiss a spot on her face where there were no bruises and whispered, “No matter what you think, I do love you, Melanie Spencer, and I want to see you healthy again.”She was crying, and I turned to leave.“Don’t go.”“Melanie, my five. This was not the first stiff that Sal had come into contact with. He had been on disposal duty with his Uncle Sal a couple of times and he had taken care of a problem with a terminated wife abuser only a few years ago before the wife skipped to Florida on his advice to "lay low" for a few years to let the thing blow over.The pretty cop's wife was not unconscious but she was in a state of semi-shock and unable to coherently tell Sal what had happened in the apartment. He checked everything out. “Ye le jaaneman! Asli cheez!” he said as I took his dick in my hand and began to stroke him. He must be around 10inches long hot black rod.I kept stroking it and gently licking it. I licked its length from the bottom then came all the way to the head which had started to ooze precum from its tip that came on my tongue. I then tried to take his dick inside my mouth and began sucking it but all I could take was his huge head. I kept sucking him and tried taking him in inch by inch. He caught hold. I’d spend the night in jail, post bail and get my kids. We could stay with my aunt until I figured out a long-term plan.Yeah, not so much.She started screaming and pointing as I pulled up. Hiding halfway behind the door, she did a great job of pretending to be terrified. Her left eye appeared bruised and would likely be black and blue the next day. A ball of lead settled in the pit of my stomach. The bitch was setting me up. I turned off the car, kept my hands visible at all times and slowly.