Shawna Lenee
Kara's 5'2" of pure trouble—blue eyes, tight little 32C-25-34 body, 99 lbs soaking wet. She came ready for a very specific career in 2005, got into the game and never looked back. Over fifty-three scenes under her belt, eight of them packed into one wild year alone. She's done the Penthouse spreads, the Sybian porn sites, all that desperate-horny toy stuff that screams 'I love doing this.' She knew at fifteen that taking dick on camera was her destiny, and at eighteen she left everything behind for L.A. Mom and Dad hated it, but then she grabbed an agent and started fucking for real. First scene was in Service Animals 21 and her nerves were showing—then she hit her stride. She's been fucked in the ass once off-camera and keeps open to trying it on set. Dumped the name Kara Mynor because it made her skin crawl, stuck with Kara Bare for a minute, then became Shawna Lenee. Agency tried to hand her Kara Star; she wanted something that felt like hers. Cash isn't the drug for her—it's getting told she fucked somebody's brains out that keeps her greedy for more. Straight from her mouth: 'God made me to be a porn star.' She calls herself a 'true entertainer.' Career started behind the counter at Wendy's. First live music hit was Brad Paisley, first ride was a Pontiac. Somewhere out there Dusty McCartney has an open invite to wreck her whenever he wants. Football on Sundays, controller in hand on any lazy afternoon, vanilla soft-serve for dinner. When she talks positions: 'I love being taken. Missionary is where it's at because I want my arms pinned, wrists held, body tied down—my new little kink, or maybe it's becoming the only one.' Palm Springs is still the go-to getaway, but she keeps bragging she'll cross oceans for Paris someday.
Shawna Lenee
Kara's 5'2" of pure trouble—blue eyes, tight little 32C-25-34 body, 99 lbs soaking wet. She came ready for a very specific career in 2005, got into the game and never looked back. Over fifty-three scenes under her belt, eight of them packed into one wild year alone. She's done the Penthouse spreads, the Sybian porn sites, all that desperate-horny toy stuff that screams 'I love doing this.' She knew at fifteen that taking dick on camera was her destiny, and at eighteen she left everything behind for L.A. Mom and Dad hated it, but then she grabbed an agent and started fucking for real. First scene was in Service Animals 21 and her nerves were showing—then she hit her stride. She's been fucked in the ass once off-camera and keeps open to trying it on set. Dumped the name Kara Mynor because it made her skin crawl, stuck with Kara Bare for a minute, then became Shawna Lenee. Agency tried to hand her Kara Star; she wanted something that felt like hers. Cash isn't the drug for her—it's getting told she fucked somebody's brains out that keeps her greedy for more. Straight from her mouth: 'God made me to be a porn star.' She calls herself a 'true entertainer.' Career started behind the counter at Wendy's. First live music hit was Brad Paisley, first ride was a Pontiac. Somewhere out there Dusty McCartney has an open invite to wreck her whenever he wants. Football on Sundays, controller in hand on any lazy afternoon, vanilla soft-serve for dinner. When she talks positions: 'I love being taken. Missionary is where it's at because I want my arms pinned, wrists held, body tied down—my new little kink, or maybe it's becoming the only one.' Palm Springs is still the go-to getaway, but she keeps bragging she'll cross oceans for Paris someday.
