Loitered Lens: Butcher Babies

Top-poppin' queens of metal Butcher Babies put the front in frontwoman at the Underworld. Photos

Butcher Babies

“If you’re tired of the masturbator

Little girl, we can go on a date
And if you like, I’ll jack you off”

All assembled for Sumo Cyco and Butcher Babies, girls and boys, were truly brought to the point of climax by a hot sweaty pool of metal womanliness. Unidentified crotch face thrusting thrust, whilst top-popping buxomness was busting all over the place.

Now I usually object to being used as a human stepping-stone, but I made an exception for this exotic display of hard-core creaming female fronted rock and roll.

Get on top.

Carl Byron Batson
About Carl Byron Batson 309 Articles
Photographer, published poet, former party animal, body builder, grave robber to the stars and renowned chainsaw juggler, Carl can often be spotted on his Harley Davidson pretending to be in Terminator 2. He is also frequently seen in the press pits of old London town, camera in hand, avoiding being hit by bottles of wee and crippling his opposition with secret Kung Fu moves.

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