Where things were different were where the shaft met the body, and his sack. That looked more like... what she'd seen on normal foxes.
Freya touched the shaft with one finger, flinching slightly in surprise when it twitched under her touch. Cautiously, she wrapped her fingers around it, noting how her fingertips didn't quite touch. Experimentally, she gave it a squeeze to see if she could make her fingertips meet. The fox man let out a soft groan, and she quickly looked up at him, unsure if she'd hurt him. His eyes were slightly glazed over and his mouth was slightly open. It didn't look like he was in pain, so Freya resumed her exploration, squeezing different parts of his shaft to see where she could make her fingertips touch and where she couldn't. The head of his cock was surprisingly soft, given how firm the rest of the shaft was. The fox man inhaled sharply when she touched it. She looked up at him again, and gave an experimental squeeze. His chin lifted, mouth opening wider, and his fingers dug into the quilted bedspread.

Freya kept her hand on the head of the fox man's cock, and wrapped her other hand around the lower part of his shaft, still watching his face. His eyes narrowed to slits, his head fell back further, and he began to pant, his tongue slightly hanging out of his mouth. She could feel his cock getting even bigger and hotter in her grip, and her eyes widened. She had already been worried he wouldn't fit, now she was even more concerned. She'd been taught that a woman's first time would be painful... and perhaps that's part of why she agreed to this. She didn't want whomever she ended up marrying, if she ever did, to cause her pain. She wouldn't even have to pretend to be a virgin if she did marry, as she'd already been accused by the townsfolk of sleeping with Indians. So anyone who did marry her wouldn't be expecting to take her virginity anyway. Unless it's Nantan, he knows you haven't... Freya shook the thought away.

She noticed there was a bit of an odd shape to the fox man's cock where it disappeared into his fur. The tentatively touched it, and felt his deep chuckle rumble through her entire body. He leaned forward, looming over her, and murmured into her ear.
"You're a curious one. That is good. You want to know about that do you?" he asked.

"Uh, I, um..." she spluttered in uncertain confusion.

"I do not wish to frighten you. Let us say, if you take all of me, then that part of me will prevent me from withdrawing from you for a time after I release my seed. I will not force you to take my seed, that will be up to you when the time comes," he said cryptically.

For some reason, his words made Freya feel a bit light-headed and breathless, and without really intending it, her grip on his cock tightened.