Using my new cell, I punched the buttons for her home phone.

He punched for a foreign call and then twice again.

He punched buttons for several minutes, then shook his head.

Enough deaths would allow them to punch through any kind of interference, at least for a short time.

She punched the computer again, just for the hell of it.

Once we punched in our access code again, for security purposes.

He went to his phone and savagely punched the call for the control room.

I picked up the phone and punched the number for her airline.

Then he once again lifted the phone and punched the button for the control room.

With his left hand he punched the button for the top level.