Mindy teases the suggestion of a front porch blowjob

"You know," the redheaded beauty slowly says as her hands slide up your arms, "One of the nice things about being out here in the country is all the privacy you have." Her fingers trace over your shoulders and then move to your chest as she continues. "I mean... We probably only see about ten cars a day drive past this farm, don't we?" She looks up to you with her wide green eyes as her fingers travel down the front of your torso.

"It's around that," you agree, amused by her casual caresses. "What are you trying to get at, Mindy?"

"Ohhh... I just thinking that in the big city, you probably never really felt you had any place to yourself," the cowgirl says as her fingers find the front of your jeans, and trace along the top of them. "But now... There's no one around but you, me, and the animals in the barn." Her nimble fingers unbutton your pants as she keeps looking into your eyes. "You could do just about anything out here and you wouldn't have to worry about anyone else knowing what you were up to." Reaching between the slats of the porch railing, she pulls your pants down, letting them fall around your ankles, then places her hand on the rigid bulge in your underwear, massaging it. "I could suck you off here in the sunlight and the breeze, and not a soul would ever suspect."

You let out a groan of appreciation as she stroked your aching cock through your underwear. "Mmmmph.. I suppose that you could," you say as her teasing handjob makes your cum-filled nuts begin to roil. She didn't respond at first, simply continuing to stroke your steely-hard shaft through your underwear and admiring it with a coy smile.

"Oh boy... You are just raging hard right now, aren't you?" The redhead moves her hands to the waistband of your underwear and begins sliding it down your legs. "Let's get this monster out in the open air so he can breathe." The elastic band hooks on your cock, and as Mindy pulls it past, your rod springs free, pointing straight as an arrow toward the freckled cowgirl. Letting your underwear fall around your ankles, she moves both hands to your thick shaft, wrapping her slender digits around its girth as she tries to cover its length. She giggles as she caresses your aching cock with both hands. "Fuck... Hard as a railroad spike and just as long!" She slips one hand down to cup your swollen ballsack, rolling it in her palm as she continues her slow stroking of your shaft. Her talented hands have your balls tingling, ready to release your pent up load.

You let out a groan, half in pleasure and half in frustration. "Nnnngh... Come on, Mindy. Stop with the teasing."

Her fondling hands never stop moving as she purrs, "All right. I'll drain these heavy nuts of yours." Your eyes lock on her seductive gaze as she stares back. "I'll take every last drop of your cum..."

You were so entranced by her gaze, her words and her soft stroking hands, that it takes you a second to put together what happens next.

"I'll take every last drop of your cum..." As she says this, those soft hands left your twitching shaft and cum-swollen balls. "...as soon as you catch me, Boss." Her smile turns from sultry to mischievous right before she dashes off, disappearing around the corner of the house as you stand there by the porch with your hard-on out and your pants around your ankles.

"MINDY!" You shout out in annoyance as you try to pull your pants up as quick as you can. It crosses your mind to kick them off completely, but it would take too long to untie your shoes. It takes a moment to cram your stiff cock back in your pants and you begin running, even as you button your jeans, chasing around the side of the house after the cockteaser.

As you turn the corner, you find one of Mindy's boots and ten feet beyond that, the other boot. Turning into the backyard, you find her checkered shirt laying in the grass but no sign of the now topless redhead. You don't bother to pick up any of her clothing, thinking that you'll want her wearing as little as possible when you catch her.

Her cut-off shorts are laying in front of the partly opened barn door, so you follow her trail of bread crumbs and enter the dusty darkness within. As soon as you do, the open backdoor catches your eye, because in the doorway, you can see Mindy's hand holding her red thong and wiggling it like a fishing lure to catch your attention.

"All right, Mindy," you say as you dash toward the backdoor, "Game's over now. Time to give me my prize!"

Mindy drops the thong and her hand disappears from the doorway as you hear her laugh again.