I buttfucked Corvallus at a rest area outside of Ocala. He spoke with a flair that was like a carnival barker. “Step right up and take the plunge into the human pleasure machine, Corvallus the Cockinator!” He screamed.

“Pick a lube, any lube!” He cried as he handed me a basket with different flavors and brands of lube.

I pulled a condom out and tore the foil wrapper and Corvallus began making a siren sound with his mouth before robotically saying “Condoms are not allowed inside the Cockinator”.

“Care for some poppers, Papi?” He asked. I said I didn’t want any and he said “I have some fresh pig sweat poppers, complimentary, that’s The Corvallus Difference ™ ”

Although he was very strange he did offer very good customer service and honestly after the long haul from Minneapolis I was lugging around a 4 day nut that I wanted to bust.

My thick uncut c*** slid in easily (“greased and sleazed!” Corvallus shouted) and it felt good. I pumped several times and Corvallus pushed back while calling me a litany of nicknames (cowboy, papi, big daddy, hot c*** etc).

“You’re drumming a Led Zeppelin song on my prostate big daddy!” He shouted.

After about 5 minutes behind Corvallus I busted my 4 day nut and he handed me a wet wipe and thanked me for my “donation”.

“C** back again y’all” Corvallus said with a fake southern accent.

Weirdest experience of my life. Found this page because he said to write a review online. Corvallus with a U he said. Another trucker passed me as I walked out of the bathroom and as he walked in I heard Corvallus doing his carnival spiel again.