Every foot of the way, that reddish-brown water gained speed and momentum, until it pounded without end onto boulders below.

Looking across the mouth of the harbor toward the Chappaquiddick side, she could see good-size waves pounding onto the beach there.

He pounded a fist onto the table, making the eggs jump.

He pounded a beefy hand onto his forehead.

Together they pounded back up onto the flagstone path and down the arched passage that led through the west wall.

Her hands left my shoulders and grasped my face as she pounded onto me.

He sat up and pounded his great fist onto the quartz .

His eyes squeezed shut in pain; he pounded a fist down onto his thigh.

His fist pounded down onto the table, sending the remaining dishes dancing.

He pounded a 3-wood onto the green and two-putted for another birdie.