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At the time I was dating Pats Fan mom, I had a friend who was blind.
One night I wanted to do something nice for him, so I had Ms. Patsfan mom turn on some music. As we danced I placed a blindfold on her face and laid her down on the sofa bed. I worked the combination on her panty lock and off they came. I slowly began press down on the mattress between her hairy toed feet, but I stepped back, and led my friend, the Ronnie Milsap-American into my place. He eased up, spit on his index finger and pushed it into her 2 chute clear to the top knuckle.
Suddenly, he recoiled, pulled away and sat back onto a chair. Oblivious that his finger looked like he had been tarring a roof, he reached for and gulped a glass of lukewarm water he found on the coffee table. He was pale as a sheet and looked like he was going to be ill.
He said "you know I'm blind right"
"sure man" I retorted.
"you know I can read braille"
"I assumed"
"well....when I put my finger in there, the polyps read "Tom Brady has no soul".
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