

Aubrey Addams started out in Westfield, New Jersey. Born May twenty-five, eighty-seven. She went through fashion school there, then said fuck it and jumped straight into porn. First thing she did was hunt down a local producer and let John the Stutterer from Howard Stern bust her scene cherry. That taste was enough—she packed a bag and flew to Los Angeles thinking she’d stay three weeks tops. Three weeks turned into “why the hell would I leave?” By June of two-thousand-eight her A-cups were gone and fresh silicone tits were sitting on her chest, bigger and ready for the camera.

Aubrey Addams started out in Westfield, New Jersey. Born May twenty-five, eighty-seven. She went through fashion school there, then said fuck it and jumped straight into porn. First thing she did was hunt down a local producer and let John the Stutterer from Howard Stern bust her scene cherry. That taste was enough—she packed a bag and flew to Los Angeles thinking she’d stay three weeks tops. Three weeks turned into “why the hell would I leave?” By June of two-thousand-eight her A-cups were gone and fresh silicone tits were sitting on her chest, bigger and ready for the camera.