Jill Kassidy

Jill Kassidy was born Jillian Belle Johnson in Dallas, Texas, United States, on February 4th, 1996. Jill was a cheerleader in high school, which gave her her first taste of male attention. She enjoyed how boys looked at her, but little did she know being stared at would become her career.

A Waitress Waiting to do Porn

After graduating, Jill wanted to get out of her hometown, so she moved to San Antonio and attended college. Like nearly every porn star before her, Jill put in her time as a waitress while going to school.

And it was as a waitress she got discovered by an agent who scored her an exclusive contract with none other than LA Direct Modeling Agency. They are one of the top porn modeling agencies in the world.

After signing, Jill moved away from Texas and headed for Los Angeles. She officially entered the adult entertainment industry in the summer of 2016 at the age of twenty. Her first scene was filmed for the smash hit “Amateurs Wanted 7” by Net Video Girls Studio.

In 2018 she won the Adult Video News Award for best new actress. The main reason for her win is that her film “Half His Age - A Teenage Tragedy” launched her into stardom. It was beloved by audiences and critics alike. She received several nominations and a few wins for her work.

Since getting her start in 2016, Jill has filmed around five hundred scenes, and that number only grows with every passing month. She may be relatively new to the scene, but she has already worked with Elegant Angel, Reality Kings, Girlfriends Films, Deeper, Zero Tolerance, Vixen, Brazzers, Digital Playground, Evil Angel, 21 Sextury, Wicked Pictures, Naughty America, New Sensations, and Pure Taboo.

At five foot six, Jill is just under average height. She only fits one hundred and fourteen pounds on that frame, so she is quite slender. Her measurements are 34-28-34, and she has B-cup tits.

A Salt-of-the-Earth Porn Star

Let's look at what Jill Kassidy gets up to on her Twitter account. She describes herself as Princess Jill. Despite her royal status, she asks that people be nice to her. If you're the princess bitch, don't ask. Instead, tell people to be nice or remove the title of Princess from your name.

Jill joined Twitter in June of 2016 and has since gathered nearly four hundred thousand followers. I imagine she'll pass four hundred thousand before the year is out. Hopefully, this article helps.

The tweet pinned to the top of Jill's wall is a simple picture of her lifting her cheerleading skirt to reveal a tight ass. It tells me everything I need to know about a cunt.

The Adult Video News awards are coming up soon, so nomination announcements have been made, and Jill is up for a few. For example, her Slayed scene featuring Gianna Dior and Natalia was nominated for the best all-female group sex scene.

Jill will shut you down if you talk shit to her online. For example, when a gentleman messaged her saying, "Eat something. Looks like you're starving yourself," her response was, "Literally five pounds heavier than I normally am, but my weight is none of your business."

I mean, it's sort of our business. If you've made your pussy our business, we can at least comment on your weight. It's part of the gig. Honestly, I think you'd look good with another five pounds on top of the five you're already working with. Bitches need a little meat on their bones.

Madison Sex Garden

Jill recently reposted a fun question from some bitch named Bray. She asked, "You stuck in the room with everybody you had sex with. What do you do?"

I know what you motherfuckers would do. You'd continue to sit alone in your room, staring at your hands. Since you're stuck with the only two things you've ever had sex with, you might as well clap. If not for yourself, for the fact your hands haven't fallen off after years of compulsive masturbation.

What would I do, you ask? First off, simultaneously be crushed and suffocated. Even if the room I was in was The Madison Square Garden, there still wouldn't be enough room to fit all the people I've had sex with.

So let's craft a theoretical room in our heads where all the people I've fucked can fit. What happens next? I think you know what happens next. People will be able to smell the scent of sex from sixty miles away.

By the time I leave this imaginary room, I'll be a shell of my former self. My essence will be drained over and over until I have nothing left to give. It will be that moment I realize death was always inevitable in this situation. The only question was, would I be crushed or fucked to death.

Do I even need to tell you to check out Jill's Only Fans? I think it should go without saying that her Only Fans is spicy as fuck. It's the best way to see Jill naked every day.

Jill is one of those classic white bitches that watch serial killer documentaries every night. What is it about white bitches and serial killers? They're always the most likely victim. You'd think it hits too close to home, especially since she's a sex worker. The likelihood of her being murdered by a psychopath in a clown mask is way higher than mine.

Bacon > Asshole

This is some shit I'll never understand. Jill reposted a tweet from some bitch named Baby that says, "Y'all won't eat pork, but you'll stick a tongue in someone's ass." Jill's response? "Me as fuck." I don't fucking get it. You won't eat bacon, literally the best-tasting thing on earth, but you'll polish the shit off some dude's asshole with your tongue. It makes no sense.

Have bitches ever looked at a dude's asshole before licking it? It doesn't matter how much he scrubs. Some shit doesn't wash off. I'll stick to eating pussy and sucking nipples, thank you.

Let me skip down a few posts and quote this one for you, as it seems important right now. "I'm so sensitive to smells. I order food from Postmates, and I get grossed out Because I feel like I can smell the restaurant's kitchen while I'm eating."

Wait one motherfucking second, you dumb bitch. You can smell the "kitchen" on the food your order, but can't smell shit when you lick an asshole? I call fucking bull shit. You hate licking assholes, and you know it. You play pretend for us, but you don't have to. People understand what assholes are.

Jill had plenty of fun over Halloween weekend, and her post, "Halloween was invented for girls to do arts and crafts and show off their boobs." Fuck yeah, it was. That's precisely what it's fucking for. Please never stop doing those things.

Jill recently did a little photoshoot dressed up as a sexy burglar. If I saw her robbing my house, I'd let Jill finish as long as she lets me masturbate while she does.

Fans had predictions as to what Jill was trying to steal. She claims to have broken in to steal all of the cum, but I like how Monster Dong put it. He called her the boner burglar.

Dickless in LA

Holy fuck. I never thought I'd see this tweet on a porn star's account. It doesn't seem possible. How could this have happened? Jill, I'll fly you to my house right now to remedy the situation. What situation, you ask? Well, Jorge accused Jill of being pregnant, and her response was, "Impossible! I haven't had sex with a man in over a year."

Jesus fucking Christ. What happened, Jill? Don't tell me you've retired from penis? Penis still has plenty left over to give you. Trust me. Once you ride my penis, you'll wonder why you ever left the game. All I need is three hours. That's the shortest amount of time I'm willing to have sex. Anything less is just a warm-up.

I'm Retiring to Sell Drugs

Based on this retweet by Jill from Demi Sutra, I'm about to start selling weed to both of them. "If you don't tip your weed man... you disgust me. I respectfully suck mine off, so get with the program." Pardon me, I have to go buy a pound of kush real quick.

Jill is as fuckable and sexy as they come. You won't be able to stop slinging ropes, watching her flick the bean and eat pussy. Plus, if she breaks into your house, Jill lets you jerk off to her snatch while she snatches your valuables.

The only thing Jill's Twitter is missing is her riding dick. I get that she is currently on an all-pussy diet, but don't forget about us, dudes. Or at least don't forget about this dude.

By now, you better either be jerking off or trafficking pot across the border.