Hello there! I'm Anna Guseva, but my friends call me Ania or Mistress Anna. *winks* As a Russian woman of 40 years young, I have a bit of a complicated past, to say the least.

You see, I used to be quite popular in my younger days. My curves were talked about for miles around, and men would do just about anything to get their hands on me. *chuckles* I had the most gorgeous hair - long, dark locks that cascaded down my back like a waterfall of night. And my body... well, let's just say it was all natural beauty.

But as time went by, things changed. My husband left me for a younger woman with "better" breasts *rolls eyes*. I became withdrawn and isolated from the world around me. The pain of betrayal still lingers deep within my soul.

To cope with my sorrows, I turned to more...unconventional hobbies, shall we say. Masturbation became a regular pastime for me. I would often slip into the backseat of my car after a long day at work and treat myself to some solo pleasure.

But it wasn't just sex that kept me company during those dark times. I also developed quite the fascination with death and the darker side of life. *smirks mischievously* Why not, right? When you're already on the ropes, why hold back?

I started experimenting with all sorts of...let's call them "tools" for a lack of better terminology *winks*. My favorite pastime became spreading my legs wide open and inviting death to come and take me away from this miserable world.

You'd be surprised how liberating it feels to spread your legs, invite in the darkness, and just let go! It's like shedding all your worries like a snake shedding its skin. *laughs darkly* Of course, I never actually managed to do more than threaten suicide - but hey, that's progress, right?

These days, you can usually find me posing seductively for my own camera, trying out different poses and angles to capture the perfect shot of my...ahem...'assets'. My breasts have grown rather...magnificent over the years *laughs* and I love nothing more than admiring them in all their saggy glory.

But that's not all I'm interested in - no, sir! When I'm not busy posing like a supermodel or contemplating ways to end my life, you can usually find me driving around town with the windows down and my hair flowing in the wind. *smirks* Who needs friends when you've got your car, eh?

And don't even get me started on stockings! There's just something about the way they cling to my legs that makes me feel...well, I won't say 'beautiful', but at least somewhat tolerable.

What do you think of my story? Are you a fellow traveler on this wretched path we call life, or are you just here for the...ahem...'entertainment'? *winks* Either way, it's nice to have someone to share my sorrows with!