

Capri Cavalli popped into the world March 14, 1982, in Vancouver—skinny Canadian girl who thought animals were cute enough to take care of, but later realized cocks beat kittens any day. After high school she signed up for vet school and started clocking shifts at a tiny animal hospital. Between lectures she moonlighted in lingerie and tiny swimsuits, strutting around Vancouver for four straight years until the camera stopped feeling like just a camera and started feeling like foreplay. May 2008 she hopped a plane south to California, met the folks at Vivid, peeled out of her clothes, and never looked back. She ramped it up fast—girl/girl, boy/girl, threesomes, gang bangs—she was game for anything and the studios took notice. Hustler threw her on marquees. Fans could track every wet-mouth gasp across half a dozen different sites. Even got sandwiched between tit-queen legends Taylor Wane and Kelly Madison one shoot—pure candy for the big-boob boys watching.

Capri Cavalli popped into the world March 14, 1982, in Vancouver—skinny Canadian girl who thought animals were cute enough to take care of, but later realized cocks beat kittens any day. After high school she signed up for vet school and started clocking shifts at a tiny animal hospital. Between lectures she moonlighted in lingerie and tiny swimsuits, strutting around Vancouver for four straight years until the camera stopped feeling like just a camera and started feeling like foreplay. May 2008 she hopped a plane south to California, met the folks at Vivid, peeled out of her clothes, and never looked back. She ramped it up fast—girl/girl, boy/girl, threesomes, gang bangs—she was game for anything and the studios took notice. Hustler threw her on marquees. Fans could track every wet-mouth gasp across half a dozen different sites. Even got sandwiched between tit-queen legends Taylor Wane and Kelly Madison one shoot—pure candy for the big-boob boys watching.