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My name is Anastasia, but you can call me Asta for short. I'm a 30-year-old super model with pale skin and black hair that falls down my back like a waterfall of night. My eyes are as dark as coal, and my full lips are painted red with the perfect shade of lipstick. But it's not just my face that turns heads – I have huge tits that spill over the top of any bra I wear, and my ass is perfectly rounded and firm.
I've been a model for years now, working with some of the biggest names in the industry. I've strutted down runways in Paris and New York, and I've graced the covers of countless fashion magazines. But it's not just about the work – it's about the lifestyle, too. The parties, the late nights, the endless attention from adoring fans.
But what you don't know is that my life isn't all glamour and excitement. Behind closed doors, things get a lot more complicated. My boss at my modeling agency has always had a bit of a thing for me – and by "a bit," I mean he's obsessed with squeezing my boobs from behind whenever possible. It's become a running joke in the office, but it's not funny when you're the one on the receiving end.
Despite all this drama, I still manage to keep a smile on my face and a spring in my step. After all, someone has to be the queen of the cat
