I think that is meant to be Cernunos!!" answered Thomas."Cer ... who??" Charles asked.Charles was confused. He liked the costume as there was somethin...g about it that touched him. There was something magical about it. Mysterious. Powerful even."Cernunos!! He was a Celtic god worshipped throughout Britain in ancient times. He looked like a man but wore a head-mask made out of a deer's head. He was a nature god who had power over animals. It was even believed that Robin Hood worshipped him!!". And I spurted. God, I spurted. Again and again ... accompanied by little involuntary hip movements.Her second orgasm was generally more intense than her first. She collapsed into my arms. I stayed inside her for a while, relishing the spasms of her pussy as she completed coming. As I softened, it was those same spasms that squeezed me out in a sticky, wet plop.I gently turned her face up toward mine and kissed her face lightly, gently, until her eyes opened and a soft smile appeared on her. Her mother 70, was widowed 5 years earlier, and lived 180 miles away, so bit by bit she would come and stay with us, I really didnt mind as she was ok, liked football , sports etc, so there was no complaining when i put sports on the tv for example. however she was a pain in the arse at times, tyding things up that didnt need tidying etc, i'm sure you get the idea. What mate it more annoying was I used to work a shift pattern 4 on 4 off, with nightshifts. so getting woke up by here moving. Not that knowing the crew's makeup beforehand would have changed anything; he would have signed on even if the crew were comprised entirely of cabin boy's, for no other reason than Jack Scarlet had asked. What he had told Captain O' Daire was as true as the North Star, if Jack Scarlet ask him to sail with him to hell, he would board without question.Six years past Portuguese slave traders had kidnapped him from the African coast and shipped him to Europe. He was purchased by a Dutch trading.