Opinions of the 3 preceding posters

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1:  FF

2:  Fuzzy Bear intimately caressed the Grand Mufti’s nude thighs. Mufti, his beard and robe strewn across his stomach, was dressed in nothing but a long, black trench coat and white trousers. A heavy wooden crucifix was in his hands and he was in the throes of a frenzy of religious fervor.

Fuzzy moaned in his ear, "Mufti, I do not know what I feel, but I feel it in that. It is my duty to worship the Prophet. Now, the first thing I will do is  the Grand Mufti in his ass." His face was flushed with lust. He began to walk to Mufti, and when they were near enough, he leaned over to whisper in the Grand Mufti's ear, "Mufti, you have done a great service to Allah, in taking the Prophet for his own, so that he was able to be with you after he died. But you have also done a great service to your own self by taking the Prophet for your own after he died, so that you were left with this sinful piece of flesh."

3:  FF