As he turned to run, Penrod stepped forward and thrust for his belly.

He could hardly thrust his clammy hand forward for a shake.

He thrust his arms down through it-groping for the trapped legs.

Had the figure been thrusting for his heart or throat, Dave would have turned him back.

He snapped into action, thrusting his hand for the push button behind the seat.

She thrust her tongue into his mouth for an instant.

She met him, thrust for thrust, as he lost himself in her.

He thrust towards him the most recent attempt at a letter for publication.

Never before in history had a paid advertisement been thrust aside for news.

"Cover yourself with a blanket," he cried, thrusting himself from me, and for a moment I did not understand.