Amy Anderssen
When the doc asked how big she wanted her new cans, Amy Anderssen threw her arms out wide and said, "As big as they'll go." Six hours later she woke up hauling the biggest rack Canada had ever clapped eyes on. Those 40HH missiles swing with such force they could yank a saint off the straight path. Back then she'd only fucked three guys, ever. Three pumps later she was already hunting gigs on Craigslist. Number four landed her on camera, legs spread wide and tits slapping together. She still didn't know every trick in the trade, but no one noticed—they were too busy watching those massive knockers bounce like they had minds of their own. Overnight they started calling her the next big thing. After grinding the UK scene for a year, rumors about those tits crossed the ocean, so Amy hopped a first-class flight straight to L.A. and straight into the heart of the industry. Now she’s sitting pretty in a big L.A. pad with a quarter-million Twitter fans and thirty-plus flicks under her belt. Everyone knows her name, everyone wants those tits. She fucked her way up the ladder because, like she says on Twitter, "my tits may be fake but the journey was real." Amen to that.
Amy Anderssen
When the doc asked how big she wanted her new cans, Amy Anderssen threw her arms out wide and said, "As big as they'll go." Six hours later she woke up hauling the biggest rack Canada had ever clapped eyes on. Those 40HH missiles swing with such force they could yank a saint off the straight path. Back then she'd only fucked three guys, ever. Three pumps later she was already hunting gigs on Craigslist. Number four landed her on camera, legs spread wide and tits slapping together. She still didn't know every trick in the trade, but no one noticed—they were too busy watching those massive knockers bounce like they had minds of their own. Overnight they started calling her the next big thing. After grinding the UK scene for a year, rumors about those tits crossed the ocean, so Amy hopped a first-class flight straight to L.A. and straight into the heart of the industry. Now she’s sitting pretty in a big L.A. pad with a quarter-million Twitter fans and thirty-plus flicks under her belt. Everyone knows her name, everyone wants those tits. She fucked her way up the ladder because, like she says on Twitter, "my tits may be fake but the journey was real." Amen to that.