Water cascades over perfect tits in “sae chan sensei wa gaman dekinai” while she soaps her body with deliberate slowness. Suds slide between her legs, and “sae chan sensei wa gaman dekinai” zooms as she presses against cool tiles, spreading herself open. One finger becomes three; the sound of wet skin mixes with her cries. “sae chan sensei wa gaman dekinai” captures the moment she grabs a suction dildo mounted on the wall, backing onto it with desperate thrusts. Her reflection fogs the glass as she rides to a screaming climax. “sae chan sensei wa gaman dekinai” ends with water washing away the evidence, but her satisfied smirk says it all.