Above, the old weathercock groans, but remembers Creaking, to turn, in its centuried rust.

I am up to my nuts in her dung funnel. 'I . . .' 'Please keep fucking me up the arse.' I resume. 'No! No!' she starts screaming again, really enjoying it now.

Although Martha Haskins never won a prize at a dance, she was proud of having been “a purty good stepper."

For examples of usage of this sense, see fantods