

Jessie Andrews doesn't fit in any single box. Porn star, model, actress, DJ, fashion girl, jewelry maker, writer—she's grabbed every damn job and made it hers. That baby-face kid who showed up in 2010 is now a tight, sexy star who runs the room the second she walks in. Chinese, Irish, Latvian blood mixed together, she was ringing registers at a clothing store when the boss snapped some promo pics. Mark Spiegler spotted them, heard she'd had a blast as an extra on one set, and Jessie shot her first fuck scene less than a month after turning eighteen. Two-hundred-plus movies later she's an AVN-winning Best Actress, a woman who owns every room she enters. Off-camera she spins with the biggest DJs and sells her own jewelry line; anything she touches catches fire. But when you want the real, filthy Jessie on full display, that's always been here at Wicked.

Jessie Andrews doesn't fit in any single box. Porn star, model, actress, DJ, fashion girl, jewelry maker, writer—she's grabbed every damn job and made it hers. That baby-face kid who showed up in 2010 is now a tight, sexy star who runs the room the second she walks in. Chinese, Irish, Latvian blood mixed together, she was ringing registers at a clothing store when the boss snapped some promo pics. Mark Spiegler spotted them, heard she'd had a blast as an extra on one set, and Jessie shot her first fuck scene less than a month after turning eighteen. Two-hundred-plus movies later she's an AVN-winning Best Actress, a woman who owns every room she enters. Off-camera she spins with the biggest DJs and sells her own jewelry line; anything she touches catches fire. But when you want the real, filthy Jessie on full display, that's always been here at Wicked.