I was eating the dinner I'd prepared, but I wasn't really tasting it. Gabby had refused to come down and eat with us and Smith was still at his friend's house. Because it was just the two of us, Stella and I sat side by side at our kitchen island. Unbeknownst to her, she was just three feet away from the exact spot where I'd shot cum all over my daughter's chest two hours prior. And while Stella seemed to be savoring my signature steak tacos, all I could focus on was my appetizer, a brief taste of Gabby's pussy filtered through my fingers and her sweet mouth. I was...