“ay aye captain” places a curvaceous woman before a full-length mirror, admiring and worshipping her own body. In “ay aye captain” she cups heavy breasts, then turns to watch her fingers disappear from behind. The dual view in “ay aye captain” is mesmerizing—reflections multiplying every moan and gyration. She rides her hand harder in “ay aye captain”, mirror fogging with heated breaths until a powerful orgasm ripples through her. “ay aye captain” turns self-love into breathtaking performance art.