

Meet Stefanie Knight. She’s a little spitfire from Thunder Bay, Ontario – 5’3”, all-natural curves, dark hair, moss-green eyes that could make a man forget his own name. “Not many people know where Thunder Bay is,” she says with a grin. “Great place to grow up, but I’m ready to go bigger.” Her body did the talking before her mouth even opened. Full, natural breasts that shut down the fake-boob rumors in one glance. She hits the gym daily, sweats for every inch, and isn’t shy about it. “People swear these tits are fake. Trust me, they’re not.” Playboy had been on her radar since the first camera clicked. She applied, hit a snag being Canadian, then a producer hit her up about a Montreal shoot. She was on a plane the next day and booked before she unpacked. Instant hit. Cybergirl of the Month March 2014. The girl next door who looks better naked than dressed. Off-camera she runs with her crew, drinks, laughs, and doesn’t need a man to feel complete. “I love a good time,” she says. “I’m loyal when I find the right guy, but I’m not sitting around waiting.” Petite frame, filthy mind, zero apologies. That’s Stefanie Knight.

Meet Stefanie Knight. She’s a little spitfire from Thunder Bay, Ontario – 5’3”, all-natural curves, dark hair, moss-green eyes that could make a man forget his own name. “Not many people know where Thunder Bay is,” she says with a grin. “Great place to grow up, but I’m ready to go bigger.” Her body did the talking before her mouth even opened. Full, natural breasts that shut down the fake-boob rumors in one glance. She hits the gym daily, sweats for every inch, and isn’t shy about it. “People swear these tits are fake. Trust me, they’re not.” Playboy had been on her radar since the first camera clicked. She applied, hit a snag being Canadian, then a producer hit her up about a Montreal shoot. She was on a plane the next day and booked before she unpacked. Instant hit. Cybergirl of the Month March 2014. The girl next door who looks better naked than dressed. Off-camera she runs with her crew, drinks, laughs, and doesn’t need a man to feel complete. “I love a good time,” she says. “I’m loyal when I find the right guy, but I’m not sitting around waiting.” Petite frame, filthy mind, zero apologies. That’s Stefanie Knight.